Let me begin by saying that for the most part my husband of thirty-three years and I live a very comfortable, yet uneventful life. Bud is a decent guy and a wonderful provider. He is a terrific father and grandfather to our three grown daughters and eight grandchildren. However, when it comes to our sex life he is pitiful. My oldest daughter Barbara has been married to her husband Bill for nine years and they have three young children. Barbara often complains to me during our frequent phone calls. She is so tired after tending to three small children all day long, that she just can't satisfy her "very horny" husband. "Mom", she says, "Bill wants to have sex every night!. I'm always so tired and quite frankly he is so well endowed that I can hardly walk the next day! I don't want to have sex every night." I stared at the phone and thought to myself, "Be careful what you wish for honey."
Bill and Barbara live across state and we see them every few months. Bill travels for business and stays with us when he is in town. Every month he will have a couple of days of appointments nearby. Bud insists that he stay with us and they usually wind up playing a round of golf if the weather permits.
During his last visit Bud was away on a four-day golf trip so Bill invited me to dinner. Bud and I rarely go out so I welcomed the opportunity to wear something nice and get out of the house. He asked me to pick a place and make dinner reservations. I chose a new French restaurant my girlfriends had been talking about and made reservations for 7:30.