“Sure!” My wife responded.
“Okay,” Lindsay said, “I am going to show you some items and I want you to respond with the first word that comes to mind. Ready for the first one?”
“Read—Oh my god!” my wife screeched, obviously taken off-guard.
“So what’s the first word that comes to mind when you see a shiny vibrator?” Lindsay deadpanned.
“Dirty.”
“Okay,” Lindsay responded, “How about this item?”
“What are they?”
“Anal beads.”
“Kinky”
“And this?”
“Is that the rabbit?”
“Yes”
“Interested.”
“How about this eight inch long super thick very realistic dildo?”
“My husband”
“Your husband?” Lindsay inquired, tying to sound curious. I could almost see the knowing smirk on her lovely face.
“Oh yes, he has a nice—brrrgh. Bzzzz.” I slapped the received a couple of times, but it appeared dead. Damn! Just as my cock was starting to get stiff and this POS breaks! I made a quick decision and hopped out of the car and jogged to my house. I circled around the back and as quiet as I could opened the back door and snuck in.
I was greeted by moans and groans. I tiptoed through the hallway and peaked into the living room. |