I reluctantly followed her, although I have to admit I was slightly curious. We drove, chatting about trivial work stuff and making plans for getting me to the airport Tuesday morning, before arriving at the worst place on earth for a man, especially a man with a hangover, the mall! I groaned, "Really, Alexis, you can't be serious."
"Of course, I am, but don't you worry your pretty little, head my dear, I guarantee you will enjoy it," she promised.
"Unless it includes a blowjob, I doubt you will be able to keep that promise," I quipped, the glass clearly half empty at the moment.
She ignored my negativity and hopped out of the car. I quickly followed her and we made our way through the throngs of people searching for Christmas presents. Being the good husband I was, I already had her pr
