"A strip club?" She said bolting up, "Are you crazy?"
I took her waist in my hands through the duvet. "Tom booked it for his birthday party as a kind of ironic thing."
"Well you're not going." She softly pinched the end of my nose.
"I wanted to bring you with me," I stroked her cheek but gave her an incredibly sexual look. She blushed.
"I have to go to his birthday really, it's polite, but..." I spoke directly into her ear,"I'd rather have you to look at."
She chuckled,"Linds you're crazy, but maybe we could have some uh...Fun."
"Well we sure haven't been on a wild night out for a very long time baby."
"Is anyone else taking their wife?"
"If they like to touch their wives as much as I like to touch mine then I imagine so."
"She's a lucky lady."
"I'm a lucky man."
"We can't get too obliterated but fine, I'm willing to go a little crazy with you." I pecked her lips in thanks.
"Remind me again why you love me?"
"Uh because...You're always ready," she smirked.
"Ready for what?" I asked, puzzled. She straddled my hips and pushed me against the headboard. "Oh," I croaked in realisation, running my hands up and down her naked body.
"Oh indeed."
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What We Are
FanfictionA series of monumental changes in circumstance causes Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham to evaluate just what they are to each other. However, it may take a while...
