Chapter Seven
The Kinky s*x
Early the next day I had breakfast on the table, the coffee was brewing and the kids were showered, dressed and ready for school all by the time my husband entered the dining room. I may have complained earlier to you about all the housework and chores, but after yesterday it was very pleasant and comforting to return to my old routines.
“Good morning, Eric. Would you like a cup of coffee?”
“Good morning. Yes, please.”
I handed him the coffee the way I knew he liked it.
“Thank you, honey. Did I sleep in?” he asked.
“You did.”
“I passed out last night. What time is it?”
“7:45.”
Eric rubbed his chest and looked at me.
“I don’t know what happened. I’m quite sore here.”
I shrugged my shoulders and diverted my eyes to the children.
“Are you still mad at
