Later that day we are eating lunch and talking. “Are you happy?” I ask.
“Of course.” she kisses me quickly.
“Because I was thinking about our promises and I want to make sure I’m holding up my end. Are you sure you’re happy”
“I’m so sorry about the mess. I’m happy but…You’re great in bed”
“You’re happy, BUT, I’m great in bed?”
“You’re great but sometimes I want more.”
“More sex”
“Yeah” she says embarrassed, “I know you’re tired and…”
“Sore?” I offer
“Sorry” she says more embarrassed. “It’s just sometimes I’m so…hungry. I’m masturbating like twice a day”
“Maybe I could help with that?”
“You’re going to help me masturbate?”
“Sure. Like the other day in the shower.”