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I guess she didn’t care for that line too much either, I figured when I stopped hobbling in pain.

Now I’m pissed. No more Mr. Nice Guy. Maybe that’s what she needs. To be told what I want and that I won’t take any more shit from her. Sometimes love is a bitch! She is obviously attracted to me because she has touched me in a passionate way twice. So now it’s either put up or shut up!

As she came around again I limped over and grabbed her by the nipple rings and said, “Listen, BITCH, I feel intense passion for you. So let’s stop playing stupid fuckin’ games and get down to business. NOW!”

The last thing I remember was her grabbing my crotch and digging her sharp black fingernails into my cock, then head-butting me.

The doctors have assured me that the operation was successful. They assured me that there are a lot of men that have fathered children with only one testicle. The reattachment went well also and if John Bobbitt can do it I should be able to also.

The Anniversary

A full moon lit the night sky. Two silhouettes danced ever so closely while Bill Medley sang “Unchained Melody”. They softly kissed and hugged each other tightly as the music slowly faded away.

“A last toast to finish off this special night… To my wife, ten years of marriage and the love-light still shines in our hearts. I love you!”

“Oh, honey. That was sweet,” she said and hugged him hard against her.

They had been sweethearts since high school and during their first year of college they got married in the old fashioned way, in Las Vegas on a hot June night. That November the first of the three children were born.

Together they scratched their way into the middle class. Like the rest of us, they worked long hours, hating their jobs, seldom finding time for even an occasional passionate moment together. They hoped this weekend would help re-ignite the fire that used to burn so hot. Those nights of drive-in movies, parents’ couches and the fear of getting caught, they all seemed so long ago. Actually they were long ago.

Tonight was going to be their night to remember.

“Let’s take this bottle of champagne up to our room and really celebrate.”

“Rupert, don’t drink too much. ‘Cause you know what it does to you.”

“Tonight is a special night, babe, and nothing is going to ruin my bliss with you. Let’s go upstairs and get naked.”

“OOOH, how romantic.” She laughed as they hurried to the elevator. It was broken, so they had to use the stairs and got winded by running up them in the rush. When Rupert twisted his ankle slipping on some spilled beer on the stairs, Delilah had to carry him to the room.

No amount of money had been spared for their night of unbridled passion. The room was very dimly lit by candles on both nightstands and the neon MOTEL 6 sign that flashed outside their room. There was a roll of quarters by the candle for the bed vibrator. The red and blue flannel sheets were pulled back, beckoning these two lovebirds to enter.

On each side of the bed were their nightclothes. She planned to wear a red camisole with black lace on the edges, a red garter belt with black stockings and a sapphire blue silk robe. His attire was a pair of white satin boxers with “Home of the Whopper” inscribed on the front and a Hugh Hefner style green robe. Love clothes, to say the least.

“Rupert, I want to take a shower and get ready. I have a little surprise for you…”

“Anything you want Delilah, schnookums.”

Zip, snap, drop, rustle, rustle. Rupert was ready to rock.

“Where’s my Old Spice, babe? Oh, nevermind, where’s the stupid remote control? Let’s see what’s on the tube. Cool, a porno channel!”

While Rupert was watching Blond Beach Bimbos Door To Door Dildo Salesgirls, Delilah got herself ready for a night of unbridled sex.

The shower had relaxed Delilah some. She slowly dried herself off and slipped into the camisole. After tucking, pulling and sucking in her stomach, she squeezed her large breasts into the nightwear. She looked over into the mirror and caught a glimpse of herself. When putting on her ruby red lipstick, she noticed there were no wrinkles under her eyes. She felt her face and the skin was still soft. She slowly started caressing the rest of her body with her hands. She still had firm breasts that only sagged a bit from having three kids breastfeeding from them. Her hips hadn’t widened too much, in fact hardly at all compared to most women that have had kids. She turned around to see her ass and even that still had a nice shape to it.

The years have been pretty good to me, she thought.

Basically, she was rather proud of her looks. Except of course for her size 12 feet.

She slipped on her new robe, turned off the light and stepped into the room. Rupert’s eyes were transfixed…on the TV.

“Hey Stud, what do you think?”

“Incredible!”

“No, me! Not the TV. How do I look?”

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