A few years ago my wife caught me gawking at a beautiful gal and she let me have it it but good. But when she was done threatening to cut my privates of when I fell asleep I just looked at her with an adoring look and said: “Darling, if I didn’t have an appreciation for beautiful women how could possibly explain my adoration of you?” I did not fall asleep for a week.
Fortunately my wife is quite adamant about my looking at attractive women. She says when I stop looking at them she won’t want me anymore.
For instance she is fully aware of the time we arrived in Siena and I spotted two Italiam Police women walking toward me. They could have been twins, perfect hair, form fitting black uniforms, and their forms were wow! Silk stockings, black patent leather high heels, handbags, Sam Brown belts with wee little holsters containing 6.35 Berettas. Perfect make up. Gorgeous. wife whispered in my ear, “Fantasize all you want but they are not here to arrest you.” That’s why I love my wife.
My brain to mouth filter had a hole in it. A neighbor woman (no way a lady) walked by in a tight t-shirt with no bra and quite “blessed by nature. After she passed I said, “Damn!”
My wife glared at me so I said, “Did you see the way she was dressed?”
To which she replied, “You sure as hell did!”