Chapter One
Zara lay back on the bed, her body curving itself around the sleeping form of her husband of twenty years, Logan. They’d been together so long, their bodies naturally responded to each other with no input from their brains.
Damn, that was sad.
He was a considerate lover. Twenty years and she still always got an orgasm. He showed his love for her by doing all the things he knew would arouse and please her. But it was all so damn boring. Boring! BORING!
Now the twins were out of the house and away at college, they’d tried a few new things to spice up their s*x life. But seeing herself in the mirror wearing the black lace, crotchless teddy had made her laugh, and although they’d tied each other up and spanked each other on occasion, it was just a game. True b**m didn’t appeal
