The Playboy Advisor

May, 1988

In response to the contest asking to describe an act of room-service sex (The Playboy Advisor, December), I offer the following: My wife and I were in Cincinnati for the world figure-skating championships, and our accommodations were very comfortable. After a satisfying dinner and a nice bottle of wine, already brought to us by room service, we relaxed on the sofa to some soft music. As I embraced her, she ran her fingers gently through my hair. Then she whispered, "Call room service for th...