So my wife asked me to write this from my perspective. She’s usually the one who posts on here. If you notice our previous post, she wrote all about how her best friend came over last night and we both had our fun with her. After she left I needed a bit of time to relax and reload before taking care of my wife – I’m not as young as I used to be!
I had no idea she was writing that story to post on here while I was in the living room watching that new Netflix show about tennis. It’s supposed to be like the F1 show that’s really great. The first episode was nothing to write home about.
Anyways, back to the point. Writing about what had happened with her friend got my wife really frisky. She knew I had planned to take care of her later in the evening anyways, so recounting what happened just served to make her even more excited. As the episode was winding down with Nick Kyrgios losing his absolute shit at the Australian Open, my wife came over and sat right on my lap, straddling me. The same way and in the same spot her friend did to me a couple hours earlier.