The Anniversary Gift
Solomon’s watch read 10:15, he’d be here any moment. Karen was primping in the bathroom, making sure her make-up and short black hair were just so. They would be meeting a stranger for what was to be Solomon’s anniversary gift from Karen. She was going to pull the mysterious paramour to the bed and disrobe him and worship his cock while Solomon watched from just out of reach. Solomon found himself sneaking glances at Karen in her voluptuous frame wrapped in a red lace body stocking, make-up at her date-night finest, and bottle of wine circulating through her system. “Are you sure you want to do this babe? You don’t have to you know.” Solomon said wrapping his arms around Karen from behind. “Positive, babe.” Karen said whipping around to face her husband. …