The Bread We Need

I have been dressing in sexy lingerie for a long time. whenever i go away for work i love dressing in slutty lingerie when im alone in my room and playing with my toys. during the day im a straight looking and acting man, but onse in my room I become a dirty slut.

It's been seven weeks since our baby was born and my husband has not touched me since. I think that he looks at me as the mother of his baby instead of his lover. Doctor, I am still both! I am still a woman who wants to be fucked!I'm sorry for venting on you but I've run out of things to try. If this doesn't work, well ... let's just say that I'm hoping to save my marriage with this. Wish me luck!

To all, this is a two-part story, from the male and then female perspective. It was done out of fun and love, to drag my Muse into helping draft my stories. She has been very reticent to story-tell through this ancient form (writing), even though she is much more intelligent (Master from USC). Of course, she is also taller and much more attractive than me, the author. Yes, I was punching well above my weight class at the time, and it did take me forty odd years...But who is counting.