Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Morning Sex

She was standing in the kitchen, preparing our usual soft-boiled eggs and toast for breakfast, wearing only the t-shirt that she normally slept in.

As I walked in, almost awake, she turned to me and said softly,

“You’ve got to make love to me this very moment!”

My eyes lit up and I thought, “I am either still dreaming or this is going to be my lucky day!”

Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and then gave it my all right there on the kitchen table.

Afterwards she said, “Thanks,” and returned to the stove, her T-shirt still around her neck.

Happy, but a little puzzled, I asked, “What was that all about?

She explained, “The egg timer’s broken. Breakfast is ready…”

3 comments:

Nancy Bristow said...

*SNORT* Debbie...It'd be funny if there wasn't so much truth here;) ~Nancy

Tory Richards said...

LOL...yeah. I've, ah, had a morning or two like this. Who hasn't?

traveler said...

Thanks for this wake up.