She didn’t do it, or did she
I’m a late starter for the 💯 STORY CHALLENGE: I intend to catch up! For my first story I wanted to write about the Prince who married his Princess, their orgasms were synchronised every day and generally they lived happily ever after. But you’ve already read that one so here’s an alternative:
Come back to bed.”
“You called out Maria’s name in your sleep.”
“Oh, honey, no one controls their dreams. I don’t even remember what I was dreaming about.”
“Someone more willing than me.”
“What else can I do? When you felt sick, I understood. Not making love was okay.”
“Okay? How is it okay when a wife stops enjoying sex with her husband?”
“Relax, this is a passing phase, you’ll see.”
“A phase that’s already lasted several weeks. I thought following a candlelit dinner in a luxury hotel, I’d respond better.”
“A hope we shared, but we’ll just keep trying.”
Although wanting to try, the idea of him being with Maria was too much. She couldn’t take competing for her love.
Inspired by Zane Dickens 💯 Story Challenge. I’m naturally verbose by mouth and by pen, so trying to stick to or close to 100 words is the feature of the challenge that I have taken on board. Wish me well as I wish everyone else on this fascinating journey.