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a comb and stroked it through her long black hair. Placing the comb on her dresser, she removed her bra and panties. Her plan was to greet Maurice naked to start the evening off right. As far as she was concerned, dinner could wait.
    In his personal bathroom Maurice sat on the toilet, reading the latest issue of Blacktail magazine.
    You’ll do just fine , he thought, admiring the breasts of a beautiful young model. The things I could do with a hot little number like you. He flipped the page to see another of the young woman’s erotic poses.
    Softly tapping a fist against his forehead, Maurice stared at the young woman on the page. The last thing I want to do tonight is fuck Sylvia’s old ass. It made him ill that he had to resort to magazine photos to get aroused for the event. Disgusted, he threw the magazine on top of a small pile of others.
    For Dr. Maurice Johnson, making love to his wife was more of a chore than a treat, and his marriage was more of a business arrangement than a love affair. He had married Sylvia because of her father’s money and struggled to keep up the facade of a healthy, loving marriage long after his newlywed passion had died. All the while he carried on a string of affairs with the college freshmen he taught as an adjunct professor. However unfulfilling his marriage was, he never doubted his wife’s unconditional love and saw no reason to change their situation. She seemed satisfied as long as he performed his duties in the bedroom once or twice a month, and he was able to satisfy himself with other women whenever he desired. Sylvia never seemed to question his actions or his whereabouts in their twenty years together.
    As he entered their bedroom to give Sylvia her monthly pleasure, Maurice forced a weak smile.
    Sylvia noticed that her husband did not look too enthusiastic. She knew he was not going to make things easy, but she was not going to back down this time.
    “You are going to make love to me like you promised, aren’t you, Maurice?” she asked in a sweet voice.
    Maurice didn’t answer right away. He actually considered faking a bout of diarrhea. She would probably buy it, considering how much time he had spent in the bathroom. Putting on a fake frown, he almost gave her the lie but reconsidered. He wanted to get it over with rather than postpone it. This way she’d be in a decent mood when he asked her to help him get some stock tips from her friend Bernard.
    “Sure I’m gonna make love to you, sweetheart.” He pasted a fake smile on his face.
    Watching his clothes hit the floor, Sylvia threw the comforter back, exposing her naked body. Gazing at her husband, she admired his tall, athletic body. He was still the finest man she had ever seen. She scanned up to his sexy blue-green eyes set in a face that looked much younger than his forty-two years. His striking good looks always made Sylvia forgive and forget his many indiscretions throughout the years. Every time she was suspicious, he could just look at her with those beautiful eyes, and she would forget she was even angry. In spite of the distance that had grown between them, she had loved him since the day he took her virginity.
    Maurice slowly crawled onto the bed and moved on top of Sylvia. He kissed her neck softly, and she moaned with pleasure in response. He could still give her goose bumps with just one touch.
    While his wife thought about the pleasure she was about to receive, he was busy worrying that he couldn’t complete the act while looking at her. Closing his eyes, Maurice began to fantasize about the young woman in the magazine. Taking hold of his limp penis, he slowly tugged on it until it was erect enough to enter his wife.
    “Maurice, honey, can I be on top? It always feels better that way,” she asked timidly.
    “Come on, Sylvia,” he groaned. “You know this is my favorite position.”
    “Okay, honey. But I was thinking you might want me to go down on you first. I wanna make sure you’re