50 Shades of Oy for Valentine's Day!

IT'S VALENTINE'S DAY - so here's something to read for the kosher cutie in you.

50 Shades of Oy

Rachel knew that she needed this. Her body had been aching for it all day – an emptiness that she knew only he could fill.

She had been longing for him. Devin was the only one who knew what she needed without her even having to ask.

Her eyes looked deep into his. No words passed between them. There was no need. She licked her lips suggestively and he gave her a playful wink back. They knew what was going to happen and the anticipation was driving Rachel mad.

She wanted him to take his time today, not the hurried, excited rush of last time when everything was over in a few minutes, leaving her breathless and wanting more.

Rachel just wanted to enjoy his hands do their work. She shifted her position so she could see them better. Devin knew this and made sure that he slowed down so she could enjoy everything to the maximum. He would take his time to make sure she was completely satisfied today.

They rarely spoke during these encounters, yet their deep connection was undeniable.

“Yes, that’s it,” she thought. “You’re just about done.”

Sensing that she was growing impatient, he worked a little faster. He knew just how she liked it and he could hear her breathing getting heavier.

Rachel was finding it more and more difficult to hold back. She wanted to cry out, and just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, the words escaped her lips.

“That’s enough mustard, Devin,” she said.

“Oh, okay,” Devin replied as he handed her the pastrami and rye over the counter. “Would you like a bag of chips with your sandwich?”

“Oh yeah….” Rachel said as she took the plate from him, “and today I think, I’ll get a large Diet Pepsi.”