"Honey, you know I love having sex with you, Right?" But I'm almost afraid we're having too much sex. I mean, not really too much sex, but maybe too often. I mean, what I'm afraid of is that we might end up like Deacon and Kelly -- divorced. They've had tons of sex. And really good sex, from the way Kelly always described it to me. It used to make me really hot and bothered, to be honest. That's kinda why I was pretty animated myself by the time I got home after talking to Kell during drivetme. Thing is, Doug, they never really talked. He'd just come in and fold her into his big strong arms, kiss her passionately, she'd melt and first thing ya know, he'd be buried deeply (and I do mean deeply) inside her."
"So?"
"Well, then she'd clean up and go fix Deac's dinner while he'd catch a quick nap to recover. They'd eat together and she'd want to talk about their day. But apparently, he'd be staring at those perfectly luscious lips of hers the whole time she'd be talking, and didn't hear a word she said. First thing ya know, he'd be carrying her like an IPS package into the bedroom. And apparently, he had a thing for nearly choking her with his, well you know, I'm sure you've seen it after work in the showers -- I don't need to tell you, do I?"
"No, I get ya. We don't need to talk about Deac's big thing. I hear about it plenty, trust me."
"Yeah, I'll bet you do, Honey. But hey I love your thingie, too. It's cute. Althoughhhhh, I would like to see his THANG sometime, if ya know what I mean. LOL."
"Enough, with his THANG, a'ready. Just keep your innocent little lips to yourself, young lady. Your lips are made for my THANG."
"Actually, more like... a 'ding', than 'thang', Dougie. LOL. Oh well, in any event, great as sex was for Kelly & Deac, eventually she realized that's all they really had for a marriage -- just a big giant black THANG in her voluptuous body, or in & out of her (I don't mind tellin' ya) perfect lips. And don't tell me you never thought about Kell going down on you, Doug. I know you guys. And that's just the point, Doug, that's all we are to you, just a hotwife on your arm in public and in your arms in bed. Nothing more. And now Kelly's out looking for a real man, someone who cares about her heart & soul. And I wanna make sure we don't end up divorced too. Can ya see what I'm saying, Lover? I want to know the deep down Doug, not just your white stuff flowing from deep down."
"Hey Carrie you look great with my white stuff all over those beautiful lips. And they are every bit as luscious as Kelly's... er, uh, as you say Kelly's are. I never tasted em. Have you?"
"Oh of course not, you dildo. We just do a faint a kiss when we meet for lunch or something, but our lips never really meet -- and mess up our lipstick. Although, it really might be nice sometime, to really lock lips with Kell, just for fun and see what they're like. So don't tempt me, Doug."
"Well if you two do that sometime, I wanna see it! She really does have a great way about her. That thing she does with her tongue when she's giving Deac the come-hither look when it's time to go home. So sexy. You know darned well she's givin' him head all the way home in the car, right?"
"See! That's just what I mean, Doug. Sex is the only thing we ever talk about. Even Deacon & Kelly sex. We need to be working much more in our marriage. And that's what I'm trying to get across to you, ya big lughead."
