It all started with my fascination for photography-themed erotica. It’s my favorite so far, as I strive to improve with each book. “I’ll think about it,” she finally said, her voice quiet. One evening, while my wife, Sarah, and I were having dinner, I finally decided to bring it up. But I want you to know I’m happy with what we have. Later that night, as we were making love, the thought kept gnawing at me, so I leaned in close and whispered in her ear, “Would you do it for me?”
She pulled back slightly, her eyes wide with shock. I knew she wasn’t ready to take things further, and I respected that. “I am. “You know, I’ve been reading these stories lately,” I began cautiously, unsure how she might react. She smiled, a mixture of emotions playing across her face. if we ever tried something like that.”
Sarah gave me a look that was hard to read, her smile fading into something more serious. “How was it?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly. “I’ll think about it,” she finally said, her voice quiet.
