She was standing in the kitchen preparing to boil eggs for breakfast, wearing only the 'T' shirt that she normally slept in.
As I walked in almost awake, she turned 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..
A little puzzled, I asked, "What was that all about?"
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She explained, "The egg timer's broken."
As I walked in almost awake, she turned 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..
A little puzzled, I asked, "What was that all about?"
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She explained, "The egg timer's broken."