Loving Husband/Loving Wife Ch. 04

But... The most solid of foundations of marital bliss never completely disentangles the peculiarities of female logic. A woman's chromosomal right to unpredictability. After a while Jill raised up to support herself on her elbow, and gazed into my eyes. She traced my lips with her finger tip. She put her full cushiony lips to mine with a kiss of ineffable tenderness. When she spoke, her voice was in that register of sultry, sensual, full bore Jill sexuality that sent a shiver down my spine.

"On the other hand," she said, "we don't have to throw out the baby with the bath water. We can have both, as we've always had. Heaven on earth and the rich sweet deserts. On your terms. Once a year I can pursue a man of my choice. One and done. I accept that." She kissed me again, with the same tenderness. "If you accept this," she continued, breathing the words over my lips. "No woman for you. N-E-V-E-R." She bit my lips to leave an excalamation point on what she said, and it hurt like hell!