Whispers about my favorite pet name

   I used to hang out and drink with a male friend in crowded bars and noisy dance halls. We started as buddies, and as time went on, we began flirting. One night while out drinking, we were talking about…

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Watching him in the shower

   It’s the weekend. I hear the shower running. I know that DH just went back to our bedroom. My hot husband is taking a shower! I’m entitled to certain wifely benefits, one of which is staring at him naked….

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Whispers about lacy things

   She drifted close to his ear until he could smell her perfume and feel the heat of her body. Her hair fell on his back and her breast touched his shoulder as he sat at his desk in his…

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When did the passion ebb away?

   Part 1: I hug him, my lips on his soft cheek. I kiss him and leave my lips there, breathing in his warmth, my body remembering years of this same embrace. “I know we’re not in the same place…

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Have some standards, man

   I stood looking at DH. He had not shaved in several days. His hair was sticking out at all angles. He had been wearing the same clothes for three days, like he’d just returned from backpacking. He was a…

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She saw, he saw

   She saw a rear end with too much padding. He saw a great pair of hips to hold onto. An invitation. She saw unattractive dimples all over her once-smooth thighs. He saw, well, he didn’t see that. His eyes…

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