“Christi and I have discovered that the magic PLAY button on our bedroom video screen can give life to our unspoken erotic fantasies.”

Eyes closed, the woman tipped her head back with a little shake that sent her long hair falling in cascades down her bare back. Her full breasts, upturned and perhaps rouged, rose and fell with her sighing, moaning breaths. Kneeling on the lush carpeting of the sunny library, she lowered herself onto her young chauffeur’s mouth, holding her lips open with the spread fingers of one hand for his lapping tongue. She was in control and in ecstasy and looked as though she was utterly loving both.

Across the room from the TV on which the scene was playing, Christi and I cuddled closer on the bed and smiled at each other. This promised to be a good one. I read in the... Read More