Story Description:
She was desperate, so nothing ventured, nothing gained.
The last two shorty's I submitted were kind of downers. This one is just a bit of fun and not to be taken seriously. Just something to cleanse my palate, so to speak.
Story: (750 Word Story Challenge)
"Just tell him, Megan. I can tell that this is just tearing you up. You have to sit him down alone and tell him you need more than he's giving you. Look him in the eyes. Don't ask him, tell him it has to be this way. He loves you. He will go along with your need to experience new things. I did it. Bobby was upset and angry and confused at first, but he got with the program, and now, our sex life is unbelievable! God, I'm getting wet just thinking about it." Her eyes got all dreamy looking and her face was a portrait of unbridled lust. "I got to go find my big-dicked hunk, honey. We're meeting at the Marriott for a long lunch!" She practically sprang from her chair. "Bye, bye, sweetie. Good luck!"
When Mark got home from work that night, Megan had her intervention all set up. The kids were at her parents, the candlelight dinner was ready, and the 2018 VJB Sangiovese Reserva was breathing nicely on the sideboard. The satin red shear peignoir with the matching thong and her CFM's was all she was wearing. Well, that and a simple strand of pearls. Yeah, she was in control.
"Is this a joke?" His heart was breaking. Mark was dizzy. "Jesus Meg's, how could you do this to me?"