Mindy took a bite of pork and dropped her fork.

“What would you say if I told you I wanted Mondays off?”

Dan broke off a piece of bread and dipped it into the olive oil on the plate between him and Mindy.

“Why would you want to do that?”

“Because I’m thinking of taking a class at the college. Class will be from 6 to 9 Monday nights.”

“You can still perform for me after 9. No need for the night off.”

“I need time for homework.”

Dan sat in silence for a few minutes as he pondered Mindy’s question. He forced himself to think of a counteroffer. He needed to get something in return if he let her off the hook for Monday nights. They’d agreed six months ago to have sex on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. The specific sex acts on those nights were spelled out in the contract.

Dan had wanted full-time rights to Mindy’s body on weekends, but she insisted on weekends free to visit her mother in the Adirondack.

“OK,” he finally agreed. “But I want you full-time on weekends. You haven’t been to see your mother in a month, and Lord knows what you’re really doing.”

Mindy giggled. She had been spending the time alone, mostly reading. She really wanted to take the course on Monday nights, a sewing class she’d been considering for over a year.

“I’ll agree to full-time weekends if you’ll agree to no rim jobs.”

“Oh, come on! That’s my favorite thing.”

“I know,” Mindy said, lifting her foot under the table and slipping it between Dan’s legs. Dan could feel her toes sliding into the leg of his basketball shorts and stretch to put pressure on his balls. He had shaved them that morning. Nice and smooth. Mindy’s pink toe nails felt good down there. She rolled the ball of her foot on the bottom of his scrotum, working his cock to a massive hard on. Mindy got a twinkle in her eye as she continued. “But I’ll be naked all weekend and willing to do anything else.”

Dan smiled, took a bite of mashed potatoes.

“Alright. No rimjobs on weekends, except for Friday nights. That’s already in the contract. And every other Wednesday. I want to keep those in there.”

“Fine,” Mindy agreed. “Fridays and every other Wednesdays are rim job nights. So I can have Mondays off?”

“I still get to spank you any time I want?”

“Yep. Everything else stays the same.”

Dan took another bite of potatoes.

“Okay, Mondays off. Full-time weekends. Show up at an hour earlier on Friday.”

“Deal,” Mindy giggled.

“I’ll have it ready for you to sign this Friday when you show up.”

“Okay,” Mindy said, lifting her fork to her mouth. She had a pile of spinach wrapped around the fork, which she let hover in the air as she spoke her next sentence. “It doesn’t take effect until next Monday. That’s when the class begins.”

“So you’ll show up Friday at the usual time, then?”

“You got it!”

Mindy shoveled the spinach into her mouth and swallowed. Dan watched. As he stared into Mindy’s beautiful green eyes, he reached under the table and grabbed her foot. She was still massaging his nuts with her toes. He lifted her foot up to his lap and began massaging it under the table.

“So what do you want to do tonight?” he asked.

“Well,” Mindy thought a minute. “It’s second Wednesday. You know what that means?”

“Yeah, I washed it for you. Can hardly wait to feel your tongue rolling around down there.” After a pause, he added, “It’s also lady’s choice night.”

Mindy reached across the table and took Dan’s hand in her own. Smiling, she whispered in her sexy, raspy voice, “I brought the strap-on. I thought we could make it completely about the ass tonight.”

Dan kissed Mindy’s hand with a gleam in his eye.

“Works for me,” Dan agreed. “I love ass nights.”