***
Later, as she handed me the key, she looked at me.
“I once told you that your side consideration with that belt was the dumbest thing I’d ever heard, remember?” she asked.
“I do.”
“It turns out that it was exactly the only thing that could have worked with me and I didn’t have a clue,” she said.
“And now?”
“David, I love you. Please, make love to me.”
Permanent Solution
“What the f**k are you doing?”
“Oh s**t,” I thought. “I was sure she was asleep.”
I whipped my hand away from my d**k and rolled away, trying to cover up, but the damage had been done.
“Brian, you little worm, I asked you a question,” my wife said.
“Uh, Miss Cheryl, I… I… uh, nothing,” I stammered.
“Nothing?” she screeched. “Bullshit, Brian, you were masturbating.”
“Miss Cheryl, please, I… I was just…”
“J
