My wife Linda and I are going to dinner tonight at a restaurant where we’ve had reservations for three months. We are both looking forward to this night very much. We’ve been empty nesters now for about a year since our son graduated college and got a tech job across country. He works crazy hours coding and while I call his failures to check in independence, my wife says it’s because he hates us. Linda is forty-three and looks ten years younger. She has an hourglass figure, huge glorious breasts, a fabulous ass, she’s of Asian descent, beautiful green eyes and constantly thinks that no one finds her attractive. In fact she’s a goddess, was the day we met in college and I’m the luckiest man in the world that she agreed to marry me twenty-two years ago. I’ve never, for a moment, forgotten that and can’t keep my hands off of her body.
“Rick” she calls out from the bedroom, “what do you think I should wear tonight darling? I know it’s a fancy place and I don’t want to be undressed “.
“My god darling, you’d look stunning in a paper bag. But what about your black silk dress?” I call back since I’m in my suit sitting in the living room.
“That’s a wonderful idea darling, you have such fabulous taste thank you darling.” Linda calls back.
“Do you need any help, my love “ I call out.
“Not if we want to make it to the restaurant on time you dirty old man. If I let you in here while I try to get dressed you’ll try to get me in bed and we’ll never leave the house.” Linda knows me all to well.
“Nothing wrong with trying darling, you are The Most Beautiful Woman in The World and you know that.” I call out from the living room.
Linda says “Someone is trying to get laid tonight “ and laughs so hard I can hear her in the living room.
I say “I tell you that every day darling, because it’s the gods truth. Now if it helps me later tonight all the better.”
When Linda walks out of the bedroom, my jaw hits the ground, she’s a vision of absolute perfection. The dress hugs
