Excuse me while I be crude

I'd like to tell you a story about how when my Husband came home last night he took one look at me and declared he had to have me now. I stunned, pursed my lips and flicked my long silky hair. Before I could even blink or undress My husband rubbed up against me in a fit of passion and it was over....


But now... after my last post I would suppose most of you wouldn't be inclined to believe such a thing could happen within my marriage. Least of all when I'm wearing jeans and a old turtle neck... Well, you'd be right. I did on the other hand amidst making lasagna manage to throw half the lot of cheese sauce into the air, at which point I thought I better catch it and it of course...ran through my fingers and landed down my front. So that when my husband did get home I had a decided stink of cheese about me and his lasagna dinner was a little dry.

So, I didn't get lucky last night.