I've just welcomed my DH home from an exhausting day at work. I had rustled together some left over poached salmon and cold potato salad with hollandaise.With a bottle of Sancerre waiting to be uncorked......
As he strode across the yard his Prussian blue shirt tight across his biceps I felt a stirring in my loins. I rushed to the bathroom and rubbed Fracas body lotion into the back of my neck and behind my ears, quickly pinched my cheeks and ran my tongue over my lips until they glistened.
I ran towards him my tortoise shell hair blowing in the breeze, his eyes roamed lazily over my pert nipples and down to my coltish legs ......
His Roman nose gave him a slight hawk like appearance and I looked up at him shyly , he nuzzled into my neck and murmered gruffly " I think I have broken your glockenspiel "
AIBU to think he has been rough handed with it ???