CEO Wife Schedules Our Intimacy by the Minute

Summary

My wife, Cheryl Sharpley, has a low sex drive. Every time we're intimate, she keeps a strict track of the time. Tonight is no different.

We're only halfway through when the special notification on her phone goes off. It's a custom alert, reserved for one person. Her secretary, Henry Sadler, sounds extremely upset.

"Ms. Sharpley, I dreamed about you. My chest hurts so much…"

Without a second thought, Cheryl gets dressed and climbs out of bed. Pressing my lips together, I lower my eyes and reach out to catch her hand.

"It's late. We haven't even—"