Morning wood

**Warning: Completely inappropriate subject matter to follow, of a frank and sexual nature.** This morning I was heading out the door to work when Sir L decides he'd really like some nookie before I leave. It's his day off, so he had that luxury of loafing in bed for a while. Lucky man that he is, I almost never turn him down, so off with the clothes it was, with an admonition for him to be quick about it because I had to get to work. Lest you think I deny myself pleasure, I extracted a promise from him to go all out this evening. Yay me. Anyway, after the romp, he gets a shit-eating grin and says, "Well, babe. 31-year-old tang is just as good as 22-year-old tang. Even better." {smack on rump followed by fits of giggles for both of us} We met when I was 22.