Playtıme -- chap. Xıx -- a thursday meal
 

PLAYTIME ? CHAP. XIX -

A THURSDAY MEAL

Eating supper on Thursday night ? their ?together meal? night ? Mary and John talked of the possibilities for another Saturday night by themselves, or maybe with friends. It was Sexy-Outfit night. Mary brought home the Colonel?s big bucket, with mashed potatoes and gravy, rolls, cole slaw, and the delicious Original. Butter spread liberally over the rolls and potatoes. Greasy and slimy.
John wore only gym shorts, a ?brief? departure from his usual natty style at this weekly event. His wife came to the table in a pale blue teddy and skimpy matching panties. The swell of her breasts through the transparent fabric distracted him as he bit into his favorite piece, the breast.
?Anything new on your horizon?? he asked, biting into the chicken titty.
She spooned mashed potatoes into the gravy they shared, licked the remainder and said, ?Oh, I?ve just been porn-surfing on the net. I came across one of those B