“Firstly, can I say this happened with my boyfriend at the time who is now my husband, but we still laugh about it to this day. It was about five years ago, and he was going to town feasting on me down there, something we were just getting into, and he asked my permission to lick up between my ass cheeks. I hadn’t ever had anyone do that before, and it kind of sounded exciting, so I nodded my head. He told me to pull my legs back, and the first time his tongue touched there, my whole body nearly jumped off the bed with the sensation of being so naughty. So, he reached up and put his hand on my stomach to hold me still, apparently so I could lean into the sensation and really feel it. Oh, I felt it all right, the pressure on my stomach was not a good idea. The moment he tongued me again, I pushed against his hand and farted the biggest fart ever, straight into his mouth.”

“Ughh, I would’ve died.” The words slip out of my mouth before I realize it.

“And not like any little lady fart, but you know, like one any guy would be proud of. Let’s just say the moment was lost as he rushed to the bathroom to wash his mouth out, and I was so mortified I crawled under the covers and wouldn’t come out. But we got over it and just giggle every time he is about to do it now.”

I continue to listen as Forrest shakes his head at me and starts laughing. But I’m not stopping, I just pick up speed and keep listening. There are a few incredibly good, but oh so bad, stories before the topic changes to talking about tomorrow’s focus of things your partner does that piss you off. Oh, I could add a few things to that list, and he’s not even my partner.

Looking at my watch, I see I need to wind down and go shower so I don’t make Forrest late for work. Not that I ask him to wait for me, but he does.

I want to wait until he finishes his workout, but I’m running out of time, so face up to the fact I have to just talk to him.

The moment I come to a stop, I pull my earphones out and turn to him. “I’ll just shower and then will be ready whenever you are.”

“No rush, I don’t have to be in early this morning.” Great, an excuse that I can get out of here early and skip the breakfast conversation.