Chapter Twenty One
Valentine’s Night
Finally, I’m going to have my chance to do what I’ve always dreamed of!
My previous husband and I split up two years ago because he got sick of my pestering, and I got totally fed up with his obstinate refusals. This time I’ve played my cards properly though. I gave my new guy Terry no hint of my secret fetish whatsoever throughout all eight months of careful courtship, and three more of doting marriage. In all that time he’s been sweet and sensitive and always eager to please, completely compliant in everything. I’m convinced he’s going to become my perfect mate. He even gave me the ideal opening by asking me what I wanted most for Valentine’s Day.
“I want you,” I tenderly replied. “That’s all. No flowers, no chocolates. I just want to make love to
