Three women friends, one in a casual relationship, one
engaged to be married and one a long-time wife, met for drinks after work.
The conversation eventually drifted towards how best to
spice up their sex lives.
After much discussion, they decided to surprise
their men by engaging in some S&M role playing.
The following week they met up again to compare notes:
Sipping her drink, the single girl leered and said, 'Last Friday at
the end of the work day I went to my boyfriend's office wearing a leather coat. When all the other people had left, I slipped out of it and all I had on was a leather bodice, black stockings and stiletto heels. He was so aroused that we made mad passionate love on his desk right then and there!'
The engaged woman giggled and said, 'That's pretty
much my story! When my fiancé got home last Friday, he found me waiting for him in a black mask, leather bodice, black hose and stiletto pumps. He was so turned on that we not only made love all night, he wants to move up our wedding date!
The married woman put her glass down and said, 'I did a
lot of planning. I made arrangements for the kids to stay over at
Grandma's I took a long scented-oil bath and then put on my best perfume. I slipped into a tight leather bodice, a black garter belt, black stockings and six-inch stilettos. I finished it off with a
black mask.
When my husband got home from work, he grabbed a beer and
the remote, sat down and yelled, 'Hey, Batman, what's for
dinner?'
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
Sounds like life in the long-time married lane to me.
My husband is my best friend.
In forgiving others, we are not exonerating them. They may not deserve exoneration. Rather, in forgiving others we are giving up our anger over the fact that what happened is not what "should" have happened or that our life is not the way it "should" have been.
if i did that matt would think his birthdays and xmas's were rolled into one and if i did it more than once i'm sure he'd start demanding it in that cheeky suggestive 'well...YOU know....' kinda way, mand x
Mand, South Wales, Full-time working, single mother to 2 scarily independent girls.
I AM A PROUD PLUMERIA SISTER
Of course it's your kind of joke, you're the only one here who actually has the stuff to dress up like that!
Well it breaks my heart to see you this way,
The beauty in life, where's it gone?
And somebody told me you were doing okay,
Somehow I guess they were wrong.
hehehe
