beemerdons
Certifiable Old Fart
She was standing in the kitchen, preparing our usual soft-boiled eggs
and toast for breakfast, wearing only the 'T' shirt that she normally
slept in. As I walked in, almost awake, she turned to me and said softly,
"You've got to make love to me this very moment!"
My eyes lit up and I thought, "I am either still dreaming or this is
going to be my lucky day!"
Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and then gave it my all
right there on the kitchen table.
Afterwards she said, "Thanks," and returned to the stove, her T-shirt
still around her neck.
Happy, but a little puzzled, I asked, "What was that all about?"
She explained, "The egg timer's broken."
and toast for breakfast, wearing only the 'T' shirt that she normally
slept in. As I walked in, almost awake, she turned to me and said softly,
"You've got to make love to me this very moment!"
My eyes lit up and I thought, "I am either still dreaming or this is
going to be my lucky day!"
Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and then gave it my all
right there on the kitchen table.
Afterwards she said, "Thanks," and returned to the stove, her T-shirt
still around her neck.
Happy, but a little puzzled, I asked, "What was that all about?"
She explained, "The egg timer's broken."
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