Lori and I had been married about a year when she made a suggestion that completely changed our sex life. Her proposal seemed pretty innocent at first. I remember it was a beautiful day in early May. Spring had been cold and rainy, but suddenly we were gifted with a run of sunny, unseasonably warm weather. We had just enjoyed brunch at our usual place downtown, and we’d both noticed a number of lovely young women out for the day, jogging and walking their little dogs, while working their phones and generally looking gorgeous. There were hot young girl-boss types in well-cut suits and gleaming black pumps, punkettes in carefully laced boots and boho hippie chicks in flowing, flowered dresses that grazed the tops of their sandaled feet. It made for a wonderful show.

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