Chapter 1395

• FOUR A.M. WAkE-UP CALL
• I rolled over and looked at the clock: four a.m. My husband was asleep next to me. Despite having a husband, I hadn’t gotten any lately. He was stressed about work. On him it didn’t show, but I lived with him and he’d been under so much pres- sure he was going a little out of his mind. So I could hardly add to it by being demanding. And yet. I was starved for cock. There was no delicate way to put it. I was married to the best one I’d ever come across. I thought about it all the time, dreamed of it, yearned for it and fantasized about it, but I wasn’t getting it. I was having orgasms, of course, about three a day, but it was getting to the point where it seemed like work more than fun. Still, if I didn’t have them, I went a little bit out of my mind. I had hit that age where, unexpectedly, I suddenly had something in common with every teenage boy on the planet: I wanted sex,
• and I wanted it more or less all the time.