Caliente
Just for the record: My wife is hot. Really hot.
As we were shopping at a few hal-o-rip-off-ween stores for the perfect costume for a 9-year old, I trailed along silently just observing and happy for my place in her world.
And I could not help but notice that from whatever side I watched her from, she was just simply hot.
We went to get a bite to eat after finding the perfect costume (Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz) for a 9-year old and I sat across from her in the booth.
Same thing. She was still hot.
We went home and watched some tv. I would glance over every once in a while at her laying on the opposite couch from me. Yep, still smokin' hot.
Now I go to be somewhere around 3-4 hours after she does most nights and last night was no exception. So as I crept in the bedroom around to my side of the bed, I looked across at her sleeping and even in the dark there was a glow about her and I'll be damned if she wasn't just as hot as ever - right there - sound asleep and drooling in the dark.
Yes boys and girls, I am one lucky man.
Hope your luck improves one day as well!!!
Peace.
2 Comments:
I guess we need to call Fire Marshall Bill to the scene. Yes you do have one hot wife and are one lucky boy.
Does Paige know you said she was drooling on your blog?
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