Why I Love Her

I love her for many, many reasons. Because she’s my soulmate, because she makes me laugh, because we have fun together.

Most recently, though, I also love her because she said yes. Not “ewww” or “what?!” but a simple, decisive “yes.” Her response was so prompt that it made me think that she’d already considered my question at some point, even though I’d never asked it before.

Anal sex had been in the back of my mind for a while, having seen it in porn films, and read about it in the erotic books that Carly has on her bedside table. I’d learned about how pleasurable it could be for both parties, providing there was patience, preparation and lots and lots of lube. Since the information had come from one of Carly’s mucky reads, I knew that she knew that, too.

Perhaps that’s why she was so up for it. She knew other people got off on it, so why shouldn’t we?

I didn’t stop to ask any more questions once she’d said yes, fearing she might change her mind. Instead, I leaned towards her on the sofa and kissed her softly on the lips. Then I stood, took her hand in mine and pulled her up, before leading her into the bedroom.

“Now?” she said with a smile, as I shut the door behind us. “You’re eager.”

I laughed. “You know me, babe. Once a decision’s been made, I like to follow through with it as soon as possible....