Chapter Ten
The Key to Feminine Contentment
“What do you want for your birthday?” I asked my gorgeous wife, Taylor. “You can have anything you want this year. I know it has to be something extra special, after the way I forgot Valentine’s Day. Hell, you didn’t speak to me for a week, or sleep with me for a month. Let me make it up to you now.”
“I’ve been thinking a lot about that,” answered Taylor slowly.
Wrapped in a sheer silk robe of royal blue, she sat at the breakfast table sipping coffee. One long, amazingly elegant leg was crossed over the other at the knee, and the front of that robe gaped open to her navel, revealing a deep trough of cleavage and most of one sumptuous, simply scrumptious E-cup breast. Still disheveled from sleep her amazing hair was twisted into a casual cabl
