Silk
My parents have the k**s this weekend. That’s usually the ticket to some sex for hubby and I. But, after eight years of wedded bliss, sex had oftentimes lost its edge. Kiss a little. Rub a little. Suck a little (if I was lucky). Fuck a little. Come. I wanted this evening to be more special. To have more excitement, more energy. “I’m going to rinse off before bed. Can you bring us up a drink?” I was sure he was anticipating the lovemaking as I was. The shower heightened my arousal. I’d been...