by J. Sherwood
(02/10/10)
Alicia Dexter, like her girlfriends, had always loved coupons -- coupons for delicacies, coupons for car washes, coupons for discounted vacations. With Valentine's Day being only a week away, her husband, Jeffrey, had spent a couple of late-night hours in secret, creating on his computer a rather sensual looking book of coupons to present to Alicia the morning of Valentine's Day.
The other thing Alicia had always loved was being eaten out, now exclusively by Jeffrey, who had, she said, because of his own diligence and commitment, become the top ranked contender--probably in the whole country, she thought -- with Gold Cup quality in each performance.
On Valentine's Day, Jeffrey presented Alicia with his book of twenty coupons, printed on dark pink, with exotic borders and even little hearts and cupids. Each read: On demand, Jeffrey Dexter will eat out the bearer of this coupon, guaranteeing a first-class performance. Each was signed, Jeffrey Dexter.
Alicia tore out the first coupon and handed it to him. Jeffrey stretched her out on her back on their love divan, stripped off her panties, and knelt between her lean and beautiful legs. He slid his tongue between her labia and, with the tips of his fingers, massaged her labia against his tongue. He slid his tongue up to her love lump, pressed his lips around it, and began the slow, provocative sucking that always drove Alicia delirious.
The following evening after Jeffrey and Alicia had finished dinner, three of Alicia's girlfriends dropped in. Jeffrey left them around the kitchen table drinking and giggling.
As he stretched out on the wide divan to listen to music, all three of Alicia's friends gathered around him.
"Guess what, honey," Alicia said with a sly smile, as each of her friends eagerly held out a coupon.
