It was late and I had just started programming the treadmill in our bedroom. DH walked toward me with intent on his face. He pulled up my shirt and yanked down my bra, extracting my right breast, as I…
Author : sexykay
Boobs pressed against his chest
One night before dinner, DH and I met in the hallway. He opened his arms and I instinctively fell into his hug, brushing his face with mine. His skin was warm and smooth. As we embraced, his guttural “Aahhhh”…
Eulogy for a well-loved Rabbit
As I passed DH in our home’s mudroom, I saw he had the black Rabbit in his hand. “I’m going to try to fix it one last time,” he explained. The trusty vibrator had died at a most inopportune…