Hubby called me from work the other day and told me he wanted me to fix a "nice" dinner for him...complete with set table. Usually, I never know what he's gonna do when he gets home. I usually fix something for him to eat, but since he eats out a lot, he usually just nibbles at home. So, this one was a surprise of sorts. I fixed a really nice dinner...The Martha Stuart in me came out, as I set the table and opened a bottle of wine. It was a perfect setting, complete with music and atmosphere...*S* I even dressed up especially for the occasion.
He brought me flowers! I was afraid he'd been fired...or maybe excited that he'd gotten a rais...but it turned out to be nothing special. He just somehow felt the urge and couldn't explain it. It just felt right. We talked about the upcoming holidays and who we were going to have over for dinners...parties...etc. And, then...out of the blue, he asks me if a guy had ever used a condom on me...I didn't know whether to laugh or take him serious...and he was really serious! I told him, yes...on a few occasions...why? He said he'd overheard one of his coworkers bragging to the others that his new girlfriend made him use a condom when they made love, and that she rolled it on his cock with her mouth.
Now, if you knew my husband, you'd know that he's one of the most conservative...relatively naive guys on the planet! He was married to a very prim and proper woman for 25 years before she died of a long bout with breast cancer. Then, "I" came into his life like a ball of fire... We've been married for almost 9 years now, and he still hasn't figured me out...and even laughs telling me he's not even gonna try. (I'm 22 years younger than he is) What's so incredibly interesting are the occasionally comes up with...like the next question he asked me...
He wanted to know if I'd ever done that to a guy before. I smiled and told him, "Yes." All he could do was stare and me and say "wow!" Laughing...Now, we'd finished a whole bottle of wine now and he suddenly found the courage to ask me if I'd do it to him. I told him that the alcohol was affecting his brain, but if he really wanted me too, I would. So, we get in the car and drive to the gas station nearest us, and I tell him I'll sit in the car and he can go buy them. Not! He didn't know what to buy!!! I explained that I wanted him to get a three pack of Trojans that didn't have the spermicidal liquid and also did not have the tip receptacle...and then I had to explain the what's and why's...Duh! The wine was making our whole conversation crazier with each question and explanation! Finally, it was ME that had to go in and buy them! The gas station attendant got a kick out of me telling him I was buying them for my husband.
On the way back home, we drove by the Country Club and there were lights on and a few cars there, so we stopped to see what was going on and have a drink...Yes, it was my idea. I was enjoying the teasing...I know...but that's just me. Anyway, it turns out there was a bachelor party of 10 going on there, and it was just coming to an end...until Hubby and I walked in the door. We were greeted with cheering and wolf whistles...saying it was about time I showed up, etc. I looked at the owner and the bartender and they told me that they hadn't brought any entertainment, but since I was there, maybe I could help out. I didn't do anything crazy...I know you were hoping I would say I did...I just danced with them...did a lap dance for the groom...fully clothed... They knew I was married and my husband was with me...but no one seemed to care. You see, they were all over 65, with the groom being 78, and getting married to an 80 year old the next day.
We stayed about an hour, since they were closing up anyway...The guys gave me a rousing applause and told me to come back when I got rid of my husband...It was a lot of fun...and I could tell Hubby was getting antsy about getting home to get on with what we started out to do...He was like a school boy, asking me if I'd remembered to bring them in from the car, etc...
