Not So Sad
OK, maybe having the kids away has its advantages. Last night I got home just before nine. LL came and opened the door, a big grin on her face. She’d prepared a curry, the smell wafting out into the cold night air. That made my stomach growl, but I was feeling another hunger.
So, wrestling each other’s cloths off, I took her against the wall by the door. Uhmm, then bent over the counter in the kitchen (oh, hopefully the neighbours weren’t looking). Then, well, halfway up the stairs. I earned some rug burns as she mounted me on the rug in the hall. Finally, (oh we are so going to hell) on our daughter’s small bed (had to change the sheets after).
Rarely has a curry tasted so good as after that.