Stars

I was a 25 year old virgin when I started dating my wife, Jenny. The first time we had sex it was at night and fairly dark in the bedroom of her apartment. The next morning I woke up to the smell of bacon and coffee and pulled on my pants and went into her kitchen.
Jenny's naked butt looked great and I came up behind her and grabbed it. She turned around with a smile on her face and we kissed. She told me to pour the coffees and sit down. When she brought over the plates of bacon and eggs I noticed that she had a large number of stars tattooed on her belly. I asked her what the stars meant and she told me that there was one star for each guy she had sex with. She stood in front of me and told me that there were 28 of them but I could count them if I wanted. She said that her college roommate had come up with the idea of keeping track of their sexual partners and she had agreed.
So I was the 29th star that was done in red and she now has 21 more for a total of 50. Five of these were while we dating and engaged and 16 were while we were married the first three years. Then she only had sex with me for the next 25 years saying that 50 men were enough. Now that our children are grown and moved out, I have been trying to convince her that it is time for her to work up to a hundred. She has agreed and has a date tomorrow. I told her that she could have sex on the first date and that I didn't expect to see her until Saturday.

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