Participants of one of the most scandalous adulteries in the modern history, ex-US president Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinsky suddenly became involved in sexual life of the Chinese. 

As China Daily newspaper reports Chinese company Guangzhou Haojian used their names as trademarks for condoms.

Production of "Clinton" and "Lewinsky" contraceptives has already started. Company's representative Li Wenhua said that this was the first case of famous names registered as trademarks in China. According to Wenhua, the company does not pay for this as these are "just ordinary Western names" and their usage does not violate intellectual property.

"Clinton" condoms are produced for consumers with income higher than average and cost 29,8 yuan ($3,7) for a 10-pack. "Lewinsky" condoms are aimed at mass consumer. They are sold for 18,8 yuan ($2,3) for a pack. Each pack contains package insert with erotic image on one side and an "X-rated" joke on the other side.

American scientists from the Yale University and Carnegie Research Institute conducted an interesting experiment. Volunteers had to notice the White House on one of the hundred pictures quickly passing on the screen. The majority of the pictures had landscapes and other buildings. However, there were also some containing erotic scenes.

It turned out that the closer the erotic pictures were to the one with the White House, the harder it was for the people to identify the needed building. Participants of the experiment said the American President's residence was not among the pictures at all.

"We observed that people fail to detect visual images that appeared one-fifth of a second after emotional images, whereas they can detect those images with little problem after neutral images," David Zald, assistant professor of psychology and member of the Vanderbilt Kennedy Center for Research on Human Development, said.

Scientist explained that together with palpitation, heavy perspiration erotic images cause the closer attention of the brain. That is why a person stops seeing what is going around for a tiny moment, although reason soon prevails over emotions again.

American scientists also believe that the violence scenes cause the same reaction. The most interesting fact is that women and men's brain react in the same way to erotic and violent images. It is said that people with higher education degree are more likely to go emotionally blind because they feel they are responsible for what is going on in the world.

Research of the Americans proves that ads with sexual or violent context can affect drivers and pedestrians and lead to accidents.

 In the US and several European countries the statistics proves that there are more accidents in the places where there are ads of lingerie, for instance. Traffic policemen joke that it is time to put up a road sign "Watch out for erotic ads!"

Moscow House of Photography opened an exhibition, devoted to the history of beach fashion. It is hard to believe that the first women's bathing suit was invented in as long ago as in 1825! In almost two centuries modest ladies' accessory turned into shreds and threads. The culmination of its evolution became G-string bikini, which is just a narrow strip of fabric hidden in women’s seductive buttocks.

The first bathing suits for women were made of colored cotton print a la carte. They were decorated with numerous frills, which were meant to hide the details of the woman's silhouette. The suit was accompanied by black bathing stockings. 

Bathing suits stopped being a luxury at the end of the XIX century, when France and the US started manufacturing them. However, the first of "mass consumption bathing suits" had a considerable drawback: it was made of wool. When wet it could weigh up to ten kilos. Swimming in such a bathing suit was very difficult, especially for women. That is why it was common to see ladies and gentlemen walking along the beach and conversing at resorts. As a result holiday romance became popular.

Just a fact.

Many historians consider August 1825 to be the date of designing a bathing suit, when a duchess tried swimming without shoes, which was considered a challenge at that time.

A large albeit quite an erotic scandal is stirring up in Thailand. One of the members of the Thai government has supposedly had penis enlargement surgery on the sly.

The news transpired in the Thai press and caused an outrageous scandal in the government of Thailand. The Prime Minister of the country, Thaksin Shinawatra, asked this question to the ministers point-blank during the session of the government on Tuesday: "Tell me, who did that?"  The question took the high-ranking officials by surprise: the ministers were looking down on the floor, nervously fidgeting on their chairs. None of the ministers, however, confessed to the delicate surgery, AFP says.

The prime minister of Thailand said that the news about the enlarged penis had received an intensive coverage in the world media and stained the reputation of the Thai government. "I do not want people to think that we are busy with such problems here," Thaksin Shinawatra said.

The prime minister even joked that the governmental ministers would probably have to undergo an exclusive medical examination with the head of the Ministry for Healthcare in order to find out the one, who caused the ticklish situation.

The scandal occurred when a Thai woman, Rawiwan Setharat, sued the hospital, which, as she claimed, gave her a face-disfiguring silicon injection. The woman was accused of lies; doctors particularly said that she had never been their patient. Setharat made a public statement to reporters afterwards and said that one of the cabinet members had had his penis enlarged in that hospital. The woman warned the anonymous minister and asked him to act a witness on the trial. "The problem of my face is bigger than the problem of your penis," the woman told the minister through reporters.

As it was mentioned above, none of the ministers confessed to the penis enlargement operation. They only cracked jokes when the session of the cabinet was over, on how they could ferret out the "perpetrator."

It is an open secret that Japanese enjoy the reputation of most cunning creators as far as the invention of stupid little things is concerned. This time they decided to make sex more pleasurable: Japanese engineers created a vibrating condom.

The new kind of condom was presented at the international show of inventions in Geneva in April. The visitors applauded to the skilled craftsman from Taiwan, whose product became the high spot of the show. The anti-hemorrhoid chair became the second most interesting exhibit of the show. The artful construction was supposed to relieve a seating individual from such discomfort as constipation, hemorrhoid and poor blood circulation. Now the enterprising Japanese decided to launch the production of a new sex toy. It is a conventional condom with a hard plastic ring on its base. The ring is outfitted with a tiny spherical vibrator, which gives extra pleasure to the most intimate part of the woman's body.

To find the perfect place for the vibrating device on such a small item as a condom was a very hard nut to crack for Japanese sex engineers. A special agent was sent to Japanese brothels to investigate the issue. The new condom is currently undergoing tests. Porno actors and script writers were honored to become the first humans to put the new device on and try it in action. Women, who experienced the new kind of pleasure, were all thrilled with the new sexual feeling. They said that the vibrating condom would give women a possibility to experience two pleasures simultaneously. The condom is very comfortable in use, they said, it is wireless. "A lot of men think that women like the back and forth movement in sex. This is absolutely wrong. They would rather prefer to have the penis inside producing up and down movements," a porno actor said. The man added that the new invention would be highly popular on the market

The administration of a bread-baking enterprise based in the city of Chelyabinsk ventured to conduct a rather original advertising campaign for their products. The company's management decided to strip their female employees to emphasize the products' availability and the company's transparency. Photographs of naked accountants and secretaries were used to adorn the corporate calendar and billboards. It is noteworthy that the enterprise has plans to launch another advertising campaign in the future, where women will be left aside, although men will be exposed to the maximum.

Such an idea apparently becomes a tradition in Russian business. The administration of a St.Petersburg-based enterprise offered their female employees (those who were in their twenties and thirties) to participate in an erotic photo session in order to use the photographs for the production of a corporate calendar of the company. Almost all women agreed to take part in the nude project, although there were several employees, whose husbands vehemently protested against it. Those women, who eventually took their clothes off in front of the photographer, never regretted the experience. The company presented its erotic volunteers with fancy lingerie and free services of hairdressers and stylists.

The calendar was eventually decorated with pictures of 13 women, four of whom take executive positions in the company, the Komsomolskaya Pravda wrote. When men were offered to do the same for another calendar, no one agreed to participate, but the boss.

It is noteworthy that the St.Petersburg-based company managed to improve its business relations with partners with the help of the erotic calendar. A lot of partners were willing to conclude any contracts with the enterprise.

Making an erotic corporate calendar is quite expensive: the company had to pay about $4,000 for the photo shoot. The production of one calendar like that is estimated at $150.

A group of bikers attacked the driver of a taxi van in the city of Astrakhan, in Russia's south. The bikers dragged the man out of the van, pulled his trousers off and made the driver run around the vehicle naked, lifting his arms up.

The incident occurred on July 3rd, at about 8:00 p.m., near one of the bus stops in the city, Regnum news agency reported.

"We punished the driver for his joke, when he made one of out friends drive his bike very close to the street curb," a "lyncher" explained the reasons of the punishment. "Unfortunately, there are some people, who do not understand that a road is not a playground. We decided to punish one of those people. There are many way to teach someone a lesson within the framework of the law," said he.

"Next time we will put down the names of those drivers, who will be running around their vehicles naked. We will take pictures of those men and upload them on our website," the biker promised.

It is noteworthy that bikers already punished the driver of a Land Rover Defender offroad in September of 2004 in Moscow. Dozens of bikers, who participated in the annual biker parade in Russia's capital, started chasing the offroad vehicle on their Harley, Honda and Kawasaki motorbikes. The driver of the offroad vehicle, 32-year-old Muscovite Sergei Danduryan, provoked several accidents, ran over three parade participants and knocked several motorbikes down.

The bikers stopped the vehicle on one of the central streets of Moscow, pulled the driver out of the car, beat him, overturned the Land Rover Defender, set the car on fire and escaped.

Its seems that popular jokes about the abyss of misunderstanding between a mother-in-law and a son-in-law has been scientifically proved. Romanian scientists found out that sharing a house with his wife's mother harms man's health in the most delicate aspect of it.

Romanian medics designated the new mental disorder as "mother-in-law's syndrome." It was revealed as a result of the research that men over 35, who do not have the luxury of living in their own homes, suffer from groundless anxiety and nervousness when they have to share a house or an apartment with their wives' mothers.

Such unhappy husbands view themselves as heads of their families, although in fact they do the things that their mothers-in-law let them do. As a result, men develop inferiority complex, which eventually ends with a very unpleasant syndrome. It is possible to get rid of the syndrome during the sessions of group therapy only, which women are not allowed to attend.

If a depressed and suppressed husband does not make an attempt to relieve himself of his mother-in-law's enslavement, the severe syndrome may lead to lamentable consequences in the sex life of a man. A man may become an impotent human being.

The night is warm and the sky full of stars. The dinner with Alan at the restaurant just in front of the sea is very romantic. I met Alan a week ago and my heart and skin are now deeply tattooed with his passionate Mediterranean burning love. Each gaze or word that escapes from him is a hot lava bullet that hits each sensual fibre of my offered body, of my conquered soul. He knows the power of his eyes, the power of his deep and sensual voice and the power of his love. He knows how to play with his hands and mouth on my all curved body instrument and the music he plays tonight is a great love and erotic symphony that awakens all of my senses. Surrounded by the wave's sound and the holiday's fragrance while in front of this gorgeous sensual and feline man, along with sweet wine, the magic of love, burning desire… and you will understand that I am in paradise.

Today at the beach, he asked me to remove my top. The beach was crowded and not a single woman was topless. I could not accept it… but Alan insisted so kindly, asking me to do it for love of him, to show him that he was more important than the other bathers' gazes and opinions, that I should not hide my perfect breasts but rather be proud to show them in full view to all and… and… and… I did it.

At the beginning I could not avoid to hide my ample breasts with my hands or by lying on my belly. I felt completely naked, as if all men around us were only looking at me… and indeed, they were. Later, I began to act more naturally, and Alan stood up and asked me to swim with him… topless. I hesitated but finally I stood up, my breasts hidden with my palms. But that clever guy asked me to give him my hand and walk with him, hand in hand, towards the sea. I blushed deeply and boldly decided to let my breasts sway freely in front of all.

I have to say that my breasts have always attracted men, round, ample and firm, perfects breasts with rosy nipples. Alan was so proud to walk among these men with me, to show them he was the owner of such a beautiful female. I was also proud to be HIS as he is so gorgeous and I began to walk more sensually, my hips rolling in harmony with the sway of my breasts. What a show! The pressure of Alan's hand in mine told me how pleased he was.

Like a goddess among her male beach worshippers, I went into the water with Alan and we swam. But just some minutes later, the desire, the lust created because of my breasts exhibition, was too strong and we melted in a passionate embrace. Then, Alan took off my swimming trunks and, as aroused as he, as wet as his sex was hard, unable to say no, only able to beg him to take me, I opened wide my thighs to let him plunge his erect penis deeply into me. We made love in front of all the people on the beach, no one could see anything as just our shoulders were outside the water but anyone could guess that our embrace was too passionate to be merely a kiss…
 
Making love in public aroused me a lot. My climax was huge and I am grateful Alan sealed his mouth on mine to muffle my moans of ecstasy.

Before leaving the water I asked Alan to give me back my swimsuit trunks but he told me that I did not need them, that he wanted me to give a show on the beach. I begged him tenderly to give me back my swimsuit and at last he gave it back but… only allowing me to hold it in front of my pussy, without wearing it...

There was a huge silence on the beach when we left the water. Alan was holding my hand, so I could only hide my pussy with my swimsuit trunks with the other one. I was probably brick red but no one was looking at my face. I could feel the burning gazes on my breasts and buttocks, as I could not look at people, only fixating on the sand at my feet while walking, so embarrassed. Alan's warm hand and strength comforted me because otherwise I would have run back to the sea with the speed of a comet to hide my nakedness.

I felt protected by him but also so exposed at the same time. His smile and his tender words of admiration and love did the rest and only then I began to breathe again, to relax and dared to look at the bathers. Males were smiling me but most of women's gazes were aggressive, except from the youngest ones.

I was happy to dry my body with my towel, hiding it at least from the men's eyes. But Alan had other plans and he as soon as I was dried, he spread out my beach towel on the sand and asked me to sun with him without hiding my body. At the beginning I was cuddling against his body to hide at least my breasts and pussy and after I was mostly lying on my belly. But in any position, Alan's hands were always caressing me, spreading the sun cream, massaging, pressing, touching… This was so embarrassing and so erotic at the same time. I must admit that an hour or two later it was easier; people were not looking at me as intensively as before and, little by little, being fully naked on the beach began to be more… normal as I felt so well under the sun, purring under Alan's hands and kisses.

If men's eyes were still glued on my nude body, I could also see that most of women's were glued on Alan's hard erect sex showing through his swimsuit trunks as the head of his penis was showing outside of it most of the time. But Alan visibly did not care and on the contrary was pleased to have this female audience. This is also probably why I began to act more boldly, not hiding my body anymore to avoid any other woman to steal my man.

We have remained on the beach until sunset. Only two young couples were still on the beach with us in twilight. Alan's caresses began to be more patently obvious. While in the afternoon he dared not to touch my breasts or pussy, now it was only sexual caresses. I began to moan under his expert fingers. The two couples were looking at us but more interested than shocked, and quickly they both began to tease sexually each other.

One girl took off her top, followed by the other one. Some minutes later we were all naked and Alan's sex was buried deeply and powerfully inside my fully offered pussy while waves of ecstasy were overwhelming me. We came together shamelessly in front of the two other couples. The night was now deep and we could not see clearly the other couples but I could hear their moans of pleasure.

This was the first time I had made love in public and I must admit, even if still embarrassed just at the thought of it, that I loved it. Alan was as happy as me and when we left the beach, I was wearing just my dress without underwear.

Thinking again of what we did together this afternoon, facing Alan in this romantic restaurant, I can still feel his hands on my breasts, his sex deep inside me, his hands kneading my body. My nipples are hard and erect, showing through my dress's thin silk material and Alan looks at me as if he would like to take me again, right now.

The waiter has just left us and to thanks Alan, I slowly lower my dress's shoulder strap to expose my right breast. Alan smiles in awe. But I cover it again as a lonely old woman, sitting at the next table, has seen my erotic display. I blush.

"Excuse me, I thought… you were looking the other way."

But she smiles me:

"Don't apologize; I would like to have your age and passion to be able to do the same. Do all you want, dear."

Perhaps she has done that herself with her husband or lover…

We are in a secluded corner of the restaurant's terrace, facing the sea, our table just lit with candlelit. I smile her back and let my both straps slide down to uncover my both breasts. Alcohol, love, desire… the remembrance of my nude display on the beach and our lovemaking in public has freed my mind and vanquished all of my inhibitions. I feel so hot, I feel so desirable, I feel so female. I can see that Alan is melting in front of me while the old woman just adds: "Your breasts are beautiful."

I blush, smile her back and tantalizing, I cup them and ask Alan:

"Do you agree with the Lady?"

"Oh, yes Judy, they are great and you are great too. Oh, beware, the waiter is coming back."

"And so? What's the problem? Would you like me to hide those breasts you love so much just because of the waiter?"

Alan smiles, delighted to see how daring I have become.

"You are right, show them proudly, they deserve it and you know how much I love to show you naked in public."

The waiter is now facing us. He takes his time to serve the dinner, smiling, joking... looking. I feel so hot and horny, I feel so wet too with no panties to stop the juices flowing freely between my thighs. I discreetly dry my drenched pussy under the tablecloth with my napkin.

We eat in silence, my breasts still in full view as a courtesan of old times. My nipples are so hard and my pussy is so wet that if Alan would ask to make love to me right now on that table, I would accept it. Our eyes are burning with desire, with passion, with lust.

The food was delicious, the wine wonderful, and I feel more and more horny. The waiter is back with a little bottle and two coloured glasses.

"May I offer you our local liquor, it's named "Lady Rose", a tribute to your beautiful… rosy nipples."

I blush under the bold compliment. He blushes too.

We are alone now, the lady is gone, as the waiter. I pour a drop of liquor on each of my nipples and ask Alan to lick them. He bends over the table and I shiver under his tongue's licks on my hard erect nipples.

Alan sits back and, checking if we are still alone, he opens his pants and pours a drop of liquor on the head of his engorged sex. I kneel in front of him and lick it, then take his penis's head in my mouth and I suck it gently while he fondles my bare breasts. Oh this is so erotic, so arousing…

After these sexy liquor licks and drinks we walk sensually side by side to the car and Alan, as a gentleman, opens me the passenger's car door, bending:

"My Lady Rose, please…"

But I don't want to go back to the hotel, not now, not like this. I am too aroused, too hot. I need more, I want more, I want this night to be… special, as special of our day. All that happened today has been so erotic, so intense that I cannot imagine ending our sexual games here.

I face Alan, still handing me the door, and slowly, very slowly, I begin to slide up my dress… along my legs, my thighs, my hips, showing him my pussy, my belly, my breasts until I take off the dress completely and throw it on the back seat. Alan is breathless and ready to take me against the car, but that's not what I am looking for.

"What about a little walk through the streets, Alan?"

With a bright and beautiful smile followed by a huge bulge showing through his pants, he takes my hand and we begin to walk together in the warm night.

I can see his eyes running along my body, admiring my swaying breasts, I feel so female, I feel so offered, so fully exposed in the night, exposed to his eyes, to anybody eyes, offered to his desires, to his passion and lust.

Walking naked hand in hand with a clothed man is very erotic. I feel so much HIS that way, fully HIS, fully open.

Somebody is coming. It is two women, speaking and laughing together, they have not seen us yet. They look at me with surprise; I take Alan in my arms and sensually press my body along his.

They don't say a word and walk past us, turning their head back from time to time. Not to disappoint them, Alan fondles my breasts and caresses my pussy hair in full view. We laugh together.

But I want to do more, I want to tease Alan to extreme, I want to show him how daring I can be for him.

There is a little shop still open at the corner of the street.

"Please Alan, give me some money and stay here while I walk into the shop. Just watch in silence. Don't come in yourself."

Alan looks at me, puzzled.

It's a little shop with newspapers, tobacco and so on. A young guy is half asleep behind the counter. I say hello. He smiles at me. He looks at my naked body with desire, with lust in the eyes.

"What can I… do, for you?"

"I would like a packet of theses cigarettes, please."

He gives me the cigarettes and I pay him. I open the packet and sensually put a cigarette between my opened lips.

"Have you some fire, please."

"Oh yes a lot, dear, you cannot imagine!"

He turns around the counter and faces me. Without asking he puts his hands on my buttocks and squeezes my body against his, trying to kiss me at the same time. I push him back kindly and tell him, smiling:

"Please don't, I just want… normal fire."

But he doesn't care and he begins to fondle my breasts. My show for Alan is ruined, that's not at all what I was expecting. I slap him and run out off the shop with the guy running behind me.

Alan is in front of us; I cuddle in his arms, asking him to protect me.

The guy stops, Alan is a big guy, slender and muscular, very impressive and the guy understands immediately that he has no chance to try to challenge him.

I am scared and aroused at the same time. Alan smiles and, in the front of the guy, he begins to fondle my breasts, showing him that I am HIS, only HIS. The guy looks at us, intensely; he follows any move of Alan's hands on my breasts.

Alan's hands are lightning fire on my nipples, I would like to close my eyes while moaning but I want to see the guy's eyes too. Alan fondles my breasts, pinching my nipples in front of this stranger, the man is completely enthralled, I am completely wet.

Alan is behind me while I face the guy. He doesn't dare approach us. He intrinsically understands that if he stays where he is, the show will go on.

Indeed, I feel more at ease, aroused by his presence and not threatened by it any longer. Alan's hands are running up and down my body, breasts, belly, thighs, and pussy. His fingers are sliding now between my drenched pussy lips, I open my thighs more, asking Alan to introduce his fingers deep inside me. But he prefers to play with my body, to tease me. My thighs are wide open, he caresses them, my pussy in full view of the shop's guy.

Alan whispers:

"I would like to make love to you here, in front of this guy, would you like it?"

I just moan "Oh yes, take me, please take me now." I am just a wild hot girl craving love and sex, a cat in heat just begging to be taken.

"Put your hands on the top of that bench."

I grip the bench with my hands offering him my bent rump. I can feel his hard sex brushing on my buttocks while he fondles my breasts. I moan louder, pressing my ass against his belly and sex, I crave his sex deep inside me.

"Please Alan, please, take me, take me, take me..."

Alan slides his penis's head between my pussy lips and pushes gently, little by little, deeper and deeper, faster and faster. His hands are on my hips now, to better plunge his penis deep inside my sex. With each of his knockdown blows my buttocks slaps madly against him, my hands hurt as I grip the bench tightly. My breasts sway furiously with each of his wild thrusts.

I can't see the guy as my long hair is covering my eyes. Oh this is so good, so strong, so powerful, I feel so offered, so taken, so female. Suddenly I feel hands fondling my breasts while Alan's are still on my hips. But I cannot stop, I just want Alan to go deeper and faster, I just want to crash my rump and sex against him, I just want to feel his hot cum to spread into my pussy, I just want… blind, little death, hands handing me while I feel so weak, ecstasy, bliss.

I open my eyes; I am in Alan's arms while the guy is stroking my hair. He kisses my nipples. Alan allows him.

Slowly, as drunk, I try to stand up, clumsily, as in a dream. Everything seems so unreal, so coloured, unfocused. I don't know how much time I have been unconscious. I awaken little by little. Alan smiles, his sex is still glistening with his cum and my juices under the street lamp. Half awakened, I kneel and lick it with love; I kiss and caress his sex with love and tenderness. He strokes my hair and helps me stand up.

The guy goes back to his shop, end of the show. We walk to our car, Alan is naked as I, handing his clothes. We meet a couple, the man looks at me, the woman looks at Alan, they say nothing, just go their way… both happy.

I smile at Alan; I have never made love so intensely. What I did for him today is so incredible. I would have not even dare just to think of it. And here I am now, walking naked in a street without shame, walking on a cloud, feeling so female and so his, cuddling against him while walking. Exhausted and happy we drive back to the hotel.

We are on our balcony, facing the sea in the moonlight. I am still naked, as I did not put my dress on when we walked into the hotel's hall. The clerk just smiled us, probably thinking I was drunk. Yes, punch-drunk love.

Alan is behind me and he caresses my back, my buttocks, my breasts… he is so insatiable. He whispers to me:

"How a little nude swim and a full day nude sunning tomorrow on the beach?"

I turn to face him, handle his hard sex, pull on it to make him feel that he is mine too and I reply:

"But this time you will be the naked one, you will be MINE and I will display you as you did today with me. Agree?"

Bending to show his devotion to my sexual desire, he kisses me lightly on my breasts and says: "I would love to, Lady Rose."
 

Do you know what it takes to please a man in bed? Their needs are simple -- and once you master the basics, you'll delight your lover always.

Difficulty: Average

Time Required: an evening -- or a lifetime

Here's How:

1.   Perform oral sex. For the majority of men, nothing is as satisfying as the intensity of pleasure they experience during fellatio.

2.   Take responsibility for your own orgasm. He's happiest in bed when he knows you enjoy sex as much as he does. So learn about your body and know what it takes to turn you on.

3.   Communicate your desire. He won't know what feels good and what you love in bed unless you communicate. So tell -- or better yet -- show him.

4.   Let him see you nude. Men are turned on by the visual, so don't be bashful. Make love with the lights on, and remember that women tend to be far more critical about their bodies than men are.

5.   Discover his erogenous zones. His penis isn't the only part of his body that experiences pleasure. Learn if he likes to have his nipples, scrotum, earlobes, feet, or other parts of his body touched.

6.   Be inventive and experimental. Don't be afraid to try something new in bed -- a new position, tantric sex, mutual masturbation. You may end up adding something great to your regular bedroom repertoire.

7.   Follow his lead. If he kisses you in a special place or touches you a certain way, try doing the same back to him. Also get him to show you how he masturbates -- and learn to do it for him just the way he likes.

8.   Don't forget the sexy lingerie. Even girls who sleep in T-shirts will find wearing something red-hot once in a while is a guaranteed man-pleaser. Especially when combined with a slow striptease.

9.   Share fantasies. Tell him yours, and invite him to share his with you. Take the fantasies to the next level and act them out if you're both comfortable doing that.

10.   Let him know how turned on you are. Talk dirty to heighten his excitement and yours.

Tips:

1. Don't criticize him in bed. He's at his most vulnerable there, and words that are harsh or cavalier may be long remembered. If you do have a sex problem, address it when you're not in an intimate setting.
2. Let him know he's the best ever. That's one reason you married him, isn't it?