The Playboy Advisor

April, 1977

My old man and I enjoy fantasizing about sex. I tell him detailed stories, true or false, of the sexiest things my evil mind can dream up. The more decadent the better. He loves it. When we were just married, he was as straight with sex as I was crooked. I was his first. In no time, he began loosening up and even started to reveal his desires to me. I wasn't shocked. A little surprised, maybe. His requests were pure porn. Great porn. Now, I tease him with stories about twosomes with other chicks...