“Will you hold this?” I asked my spouse. I was sitting on the bed wearing a black, lace-edged tank top, holding my right breast. I moved toward him and let him reach into my shirt and hold my breast for me. “Ah, thank you,” I said. “Thank you for helping me carry my burden.” I
“How’s your dick doing?” I asked my spouse. We were lying in bed–he was waking up, and he seemed erect. “It’s poking out. I think it needs some care,” he said. “Needs some tenderness and care?” I asked, cuddling him. “Yeah,” he said. “Maybe it needs a massage,” I said. “Yeah!” he said. “Maybe it
Before, I didn’t like having sex in the morning. We had a policy–only after breakfast. Why did I dislike having sex first thing? I found it disorienting. Sex was a big deal–I wanted to be ready. Nowadays I like when sex can be a big deal, taking hours for the whole process, but it could