“Our sex life’s been kind of boring and I just need something to spice it up, honey.”
Frank was sitting on the couch next to his wife, Ruby. She was a woman who could be called MILF (Mom I’d Like to Fuck).
She was of average height; her hair was dark red and shoulder-length. She had a small frame that was shaped like a beautiful hourglass. Her ass was firm, but had plenty of yield in it. Her tits, likewise, weren’t that big, but had a sexy shape and a high lift to them.
Frank was six years younger but he couldn’t compare. He was handsome and had a descent build, but the years were taking their toll on him. He couldn’t defy the laws of nature the way Ruby did.
Now they were sitting on the couch. It was Ruby’s 38th birthday. They’d had a nice time up to that point. Frank had taken her out to eat, bought her a new paper shredder, and taken her to a movie. It was getting close to nightfall. They usually finished her birthdays by having sex, and that was what had brought up the subject of boring sex.
They’d followed the same routine for both of their last three birthdays—dinner, a movie, and a gift that would probably never be used after the first month. She could handle that. A boring sex life, hell no!
Little did she know, Frank had a surprise for her. He already knew how she felt and he had made plans for something special tonight. He was going to surprise the hell out of her, but first he had to continue acting like she was saying something that upset him.
He grunted and grabbed his face as if frustrated. He was slouching on the couch with his head tilted back and his eyes closed and teeth gritted as if pondering some kind of tough decision. In actuality, the gritted teeth were just his way of concealing a smile.
“Does it really mean that much to you?” he blurted.
“You know it does,” she replied.
“Well, I’ll tell you what.” He paused and took a ... Läs hela novellen
