A Promise From A Slut
‘Unbutton another button.’ My husband’s eyes were twinkling. It was that silly promise I had made to do anything he asked for one week. He knew that when I was on the brink of an orgasm I would agree to anything and he had me right on the edge when he had suggested it. Now I was having to deliver. ‘Come on Jenn, everyone wants to see those big titties of yours.’ It was Shawna, my best friend and sometime lover. I tried to give her my best glare, as I unbuttoned the next to last button on my...