Timing is Everything in Humor

I've been behind at work since I left for Philadelphia last Tuesday but my husband and I are hooked on Sherlock Holmes - the British tv series - so instead of working Saturday and Sundy nights like I normally would we watched tv.  Needless to say I haven't caught up at all.

Sunday night after Sherlock I tried to cram in a ton of work so I was furiously typing and making to do lists for today while my husband was getting ready for bed.  He's addicted to a Poker app on his phone which bought me some time but still, by the time I came into our bedroom he was in bed with the light out.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth and then I crawled into our toasty warm bed.  Then I slid over to his side and snuggled up against him.  

"GOOD NIGHT." he said with authority.

"I'm not trying anything." I lied.  "I just want to love you."

He had his back to me so I caressed his shoulder.  I kissed his back.  I rubbed his (naked) behind.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you." he said but didn't move.

Normally at this point I would have gone for the old reach around but I was tired to so I said, "I know you're tired.  I'll let you go to sleep." and I rolled over and fell asleep.

This morning he said to me, "You almost had me."

"I figured." I told him.  "But I knew you were tired and I thought it would irk you more to be lying there awake still thinking about it after I'd already fallen asleep."

"It sort of did." he said.

Comments

[joeinvegas]

Yes, mean

[DaddyRunsALot]

Oh, that's exquisitely mean.

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