Quite recently I was picking out the colours for my new car which comes with my job. I wanted a beige interior and black exterior while my wife wanted other colours. I listened to her point of view but reasoned that it's a car I use all day so I still may as well pick the colours.
One evening (when the kids were asleep) we were discussing it in the kitchen when she called me over to her as she was standing across the room. She pulled down her panties and ordered me to my knees to kiss her private area. (in a position like the attached image but she was facing me. We were both dresses as normal)
I happily dropped to my knees and buried my face into her sweet femininity. As I was licking and looking up at her she told me what colours I'd be getting. I happily complied. I reminded her that anything I would look at the colours she chose, I'd remember this moment and be happy.
My new car arrived with the colours she chose and I love it. It brings a smile to my face to remember how she made me choose it.