"Jesus, Barry. You didn't even touch your penis and you came," Zoe laughed, looking down at her husband.

"Oh god. That was the best," He moaned.

"And what about me?" Zoe asked.

"We can still do you, just give me a minute to recover," He protested.

"Good, I was hoping you would say that, because I have one last gift for you...if you're sure your heart can take it," She smiled wickedly.

"Heck yes, it can,"

"Good. Go get it, it's gift wrapped and under the bed," She sat up on the edge of the bed and watched her husband reappear with the wrapped box.

"What is it?" He asked....