Part One, Erotica
Improving Donna — How to Add Spice to Your Life
She browsed through her lingerie until she found a thin nighty with a matching thong
‘Bedroom time,’ Donna cringed as she saw the item in her calendar. It was always a hassle, the monthly intimate time with her husband. Clumsy fondling under the sheets, the never satisfying foreplay, the static up and downs, in and outs, until the zenith, his — not hers, and it was over, and they could get to sleep. Donna forced herself to bite through it. After all, it was a part of marriage, and she didn’t want Randy to go looking somewhere else to still his needs.
Donna sometimes wondered if there couldn’t be more to it, to the sex thing. She giggled softly to herself, even thinking such a naughty thought. The magazines she read made it sound like so much more. Evenings spent in sexiness, one partner seducing the other and both — both! — partners reaching the ultimate height possible. Donna shook her head. That was not for her. It was time for her to get to work. She would endure the fifteen minutes tonight, and then she would have another month of respite. She shouldn’t even be thinking about these lewd things. There were more important issues to worry about, like how to deal with her new boss. No matter what she did, he never seemed…
