When You’re Hot, You’re HOT!!
While Wes and I were out to dinner the other night, he updated me on the current state of his life insurance. Seems his policy is several decades old and totally outdated. One of his buddies started his own insurance business last year, so I encouraged Wes to let his friend review his policy and see if he could find a better one for him. Wes faxed his policy to his friend, and then talked with him before we went out to dinner.
"Looks like I’m worth more to you alive than dead, darlin’," Wes announces, winking at me.
"Who doesn’t know that?" I reply. Forget the money. Just the thought of how much I would miss fucking my yummy sex-god of a husband gives me the shivers. Not to mention we’re newlyweds. Horrors!
Wes told me his buddy confirmed the fact that his policy is terrible, so he’s putting together a better one for him. "The way things look now, if you were to kill me with sex in the next few days, you’d have to remarry or find yourself a Sugar Daddy fast," he teases.
I just look at him and smile. Slowly.
"Wait a minute," Wes chuckles. "What am I saying? You’ll probably have a new man in your bed in less than a month!"
That’s when I start laughing. Of course he’s right, but I love the fact he knows it, too. Why? Because it’s always good for a man to realize his wife is a hot, desirable property, and other men feel the same way about her. Even better if they’re lined up and waiting (naughty grin). So it looks like my value is pretty high in his eyes. Not that Wes would ever take me for granted. But still, it’s nice to know.
We have a sex date tomorrow afternoon, and I can’t wait to "show" him just how warm and fuzzy (and horny) his comment made me. Not to mention the lingerie sale I hit yesterday at the mall. Dear Goddess, I bought some gorgeously sexy babydolls and camisoles at obscenely low prices! Yeah, yesterday I was "slut nirvana" for sure. *wicked grin*
So I’m planning to surprise Wes on our date tomorrow with one of those sexy new babydolls. He’ll love it! But I have to be careful. The last thing I want is kill him with sex. Regardless of his insurance policy, I’m not finished with my Gamma sex-god yet. Nah. Not by a looooooong shot. Hey, did I mention I bought another bottle of Steel-libido last week? Oh, yeah. I have definite plans for Wes, and none of them are rated PG, if ya know what I mean. *lusty grin*
In fact I hope he worked out at the gym a lot this week. He’s going to need all the strength he can get. Trust me! LOL
xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
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