She must have been here in another life, because she understood things that no one ever told her. She understood men’s fantasies and believed they should be able to play them out with their lovers, so long as there was no harm done. She had her own fantasies, but mercifully, Blaze fulfilled most of them. She had difficulty understanding how prudish and selfish some women are, who only allowed their husbands to have sex, in the missionary position, and then only once a week! She surmised that may be one of many, many reasons why some men cheated though if truth be told, that would fall somewhere down on the list, certainly not at the top. It was good to be in the superior position, to control the action, to do more of the work than just lie there and moan. It was good to change positions, to tease and fondle and manipulate one another. Skin upon skin feels delicious. Lips don’t just belong on lips, they belong anywhere the consenting partners want to put them. Teeth are not just for masticating food, they can nibble and tease. There was so much they had already experienced together and they both looked forward to all that they would experience as the days rolled into months and they grew into their aged years together. What Lynette knew, and Blaze intuited, was that they would keep the spark alive and aflame in their relationship. They would wake each day thinking how to make the other’s day special. Not just in the bedroom, but minute by minute during the day.
