You have got to love how easy it is to make men happy. They don't need a weeks worth of party planning, a laundry list of dinner plans, they need a shiny, new top purchased, on sale at Kohl's that shows a little more cleavage than normal.
This picture was sent to him while on Blackberry while he was working. We are married for 13 years and it is still fun to send a photo to him on Blackberry and wait for a reply.
I think it would make my day at work if someone once in a while would send me a fun photo. My off blog friends would never consider sending a picture like this to their husband. They would feel cheap, silly, foolish. I feel, sexy, lustful and a little bit naughty. Nothing wrong with that right?
The Good, The Bad and The Horny
Showing posts with label breasts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breasts. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Heaven In Your Hands
Not sure if this is heaven in your hands or not!
My husband is a total breast man. He loves my tits and definitely spends a lot of time touching them. Can't say I blame him because I find myself touching them often too!
What is not to love about tits. They feel good. They are round, squeezable and just look good when on display in a great bra or shirt.
I love looking down at them and just think how feminine they look. When I am out and about I often wonder what would happen if I just picked up my shirt or asked whatever random dude was standing next to me at the register to squeeze them. What would I say? "Excuse me, sir? Would you like to touch my tits?" Excuse me, would you like to cop a feel?" Or maybe just "touch me!"
Would they touch me? Would they give me a dirty look? Would they consider it harassment? What would you do?
My husband is a total breast man. He loves my tits and definitely spends a lot of time touching them. Can't say I blame him because I find myself touching them often too!
What is not to love about tits. They feel good. They are round, squeezable and just look good when on display in a great bra or shirt.
I love looking down at them and just think how feminine they look. When I am out and about I often wonder what would happen if I just picked up my shirt or asked whatever random dude was standing next to me at the register to squeeze them. What would I say? "Excuse me, sir? Would you like to touch my tits?" Excuse me, would you like to cop a feel?" Or maybe just "touch me!"
Would they touch me? Would they give me a dirty look? Would they consider it harassment? What would you do?
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