The tape she brought back filled the gap short term, but we still needed to find a way to get back to what we both liked to do. Every plan that either of us thought up would end up being shot down by the other for one reason or another. And then, our problem solved itself, and in a very unlikely way. The holiday party that I'd been planning for my office was on a Friday night. I came home from work to find Jenny already dressed and ready to go and she looked stunning. I said, "You won't have any trouble finding a man to f**k tonight - not looking like that. I might have to beat them of with a stick."
Now I've never described Jenny before in these stories because it has never mattered. She was my wife, other men wanted to f**k her and that was enough for the stories purpose. To understand
