FFF

"You really think it's as bad as all of that," the voice on the other end of the phone responded.

 

"I'm telling you, he's broken.  Years of trying to survive in a job he loved w a boss he hated, I'm telling you it took its toll.  He's beaten down . . . busted . . . spiritless.  I feel so bad and I don't know how to help".

 

"He needs to bend you over."

 

"My pussy is not magic".

 

"No sweetie, HE NEEDS TO BEND YOU over.  Stoke that fire in him until he just can't stand it, then he grabs you and bends you over ta-da . . . he's got his spirit back".

 

That had been their conversation several days ago.  Since then, she had been brutal.  Strutting around half dressed ever morning, cooking dinner in just her panties and bra,  making sure she bent over at the waist to pick things up, and repeatedly dropping something so that she had to bend over to pick it up".

 

She made sure her laptop was always opened on some sexy Tumblr page like http://advizortoall.tumblr.com/ (her all time favorite) http://temptingbliss.tumblr.com/.  A man could only take so much, she thought.

 

She turned around in the kitchen and he was there.  There was a hungry look in his eye.  "Need something", she asked.

 

He responded by tearing her blouse off.  A moment later, he was bending her over in the kitchen.

 

Spent, he laid on the floor.  She laid atop him.  She smiled back.  He was basking.  She could feel the need returning to his re-hardening dick.  Time for round two.

Her man - restored.