Enhancing the aftermath experience…
…Bertram asked, “Did I ever write and tell you of my colleague and chum Toby’s experience regarding love making and more particularly, ahem… enhancing the aftermath experience?”
“No sweetie, I don’t recollect such a story,” came Gertrude’s answer.
“It all came to light after a staff meeting at The Ministry. I can’t remember why, but after the Assistant Secretary and other assorted big wigs had gone, the narrative somehow turned to rumpy-pumpy, which was a little strange as my belief at the time was that nobody at The Ministry ever indulged in rumpy-pumpy except with the person that they loved most, themselves! However, one of the chaps mentioned that he took great care to massage his wife’s body with essential oils after the act of love making. He reported that it made her feel as though she was floating just above the mattress.
Another chap chipped-in and mentioned that he used to massage his wife’s boobies with the finest VSOP Armagnac after making love, and she felt as though she was literally floating in mid-air!… Possibly, due to the fumes.”
“Yes sweetie, do go on,” said Gertrude with more interest now.
“Ah well, you see, Toby mentioned that he was with a lady a while back and after having a good and vigorous bonk, he rolled off her, stood up and wiped his slimy snake on her expensive looking drapes… and wouldn’t you know… she went right through the roof!”
