My husband always knew how to please me and at the same time please himself. However, I did not expect such a gift at all.

It was no sex tool, no underwear. My husband was finally more creative.

I love books and although my husband has never had a relationship with books or art in general, he knows that I cannot imagine my day off without a good book. What he did therefore pleasantly shocked me. Since he didn’t want to wait until Christmas, he gave me a present before the holidays.

He gave this to me

We both spent our free time sometimes in our own way, but a few times it happened that he didn’t go to football and instead wanted to spend the whole evening with me. But I was grateful for an hour of solitude, without children, in my little private library. He didn’t blame me, but I knew he was sorry. One evening he came with a gift that was tastefully tied with a red bow. There was a book hidden under the wrapping paper that I didn’t recognize. He took my hand into the bedroom and told me to open it randomly. I love games and that’s why I listened to him. He wanted me to read what was written on that page and at the same time demonstrate the whole thing.

At that moment I realized that it was a sexual short story, but it was written in an incredibly sensual way. I was excited and he was doubly excited. We did exactly what was on the page I opened. It was sexy, kinky and yet perfect. Since that evening, I have associated the pleasant with the useful. Almost every evening we found time for a joint “goodnight story.” Fortunately, the book has more than 200 pages.