Last week I had to go to Raleigh. The night before I left I made a pass at my husband that was unequivocally rejected.
"I'm sorry." he said. "I'm exhausted."
"No, no. It's fine." I lied.
There was no point getting upset about it since I wasn't taking no for an answer anyway.
He got into bed. I got into bed wearing pajamas.
"My bum is cold." I told him.
Then I dropped my pants and backed up against him so our behinds were touching.
He ignored me.
I counted to 36.
Then I said, "OK, fine, you can go to sleep" and I went back to my side of the bed.
By the time I would have gotten to 40 he was on my side and acting surprisingly refreshed for someone who had been so tired only moments before.
Seriously, sometimes it's like he doesn't even know me.
I can't stop giggling. . .Been there!
Posted by: CraftyHope | May 07, 2013 at 09:03 AM
I'm confused...this works? How?
Posted by: Umm | May 07, 2013 at 09:27 AM
That was an unusual method of stimulation - butt touching. Hmmm.
Posted by: joeinvegas | May 07, 2013 at 10:51 AM
Whatever it takes right?
Posted by: Molley@A Mother Life | June 11, 2013 at 04:42 PM