This took place about two years ago. My wife, Jade, and I were leaving a years-long sex slump. Kids and work had taken a huge toll, but fortunately for us, our sex life was beginning to recover. Jade tells me to this day that this night is one of the memories in her ‘spank bank.’
For reader who haven’t read my other content, Jade and I are in our mid-thirties. I’m white, average (hopefully not too much of a ‘dad bod’) and about six feet tall. Jade is mixed Asian/Native American, she’s got a thick butt that she sometime likes to flaunt for me, small breasts and long black hair.
*Enough setup, onto the action.*
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It started on an average weeknight. Like a lot of other couples in our situation, we’d fallen into a sex routine. Same time, same place, same moves. Or instead, settle for putting kids in bed, watching TV, et. cetera.
We embraced in bed, pulling each other close and kissing- the typical start to our predictable weeknight sex. But tonight I wanted to be different. I pulled away from Jade mid-kiss and walked across the room, removed my clothes, shut and locked our bedroom door and sat on the bench at the foot of our bed.