I thought a “grand slam” meant having such great, passionate sex with your wife that she cooks you dinner, does the dishes, takes out the trash afterwards, and lets you watch the football game without interruption. But I’ve been married for 20 years and maybe I’m out of the loop.
Nope. That's a home run. A "grand slam" is all of the above except she does that for a week and asks for it every night until you have to roll over and say, "Not tonight, honey, I have a headache."
I've been married 14 years. I was not without my adventures before getting married. They were all worthless in comparison. The problem is getting my kids to grasp that flings do nothing but get you into trouble. It's (naturally) nasty when the father discusses it since he's talking about their mother (I have all boys). My wife is a personal trainer and she has some super hot friends. I'm tempted to have one of their husbands (they're all my friends) have a bonus chat with my oldest so at least he can look at this dude's wife and actually *believe it* when the dude tells him it's *way* better now than just messing around and getting surprises you don't want.