Sex becomes samey, boring, routine, Then recriminations, oft hurtful and mean. Need to rekindle the fire we had, Must think of something to break this regime.   I think up a plan, to bring back the spice, Nothing too kinky, just enough to entice. She’s in agreement and up for the game, The plan has been formed, so let’s roll the dice.   For our little charade, she’ll dress to impress In stockings and heels and slutty red...