Bringing home takeout

Doe called me at the office, Thursday had been a slow day as the week was winding down.

"Hi honey, how are?" I asked.

"I'm just fine John, but I was just wondering if you'd be so kind as to pick up some takeout for us tonight?" she said.

I could tell by the tone in her voice just exactly what she meant. Doe and I had only been married for a few years, but we'd always been opened minded people and enjoyed swinging and threesomes. We found it really kept things passionate. This was our code for that. I scanned around my office as my intern Robyn was busy trying to organize the filing cabinet.

"Um of course I don't mind sweety any thoughts on the menu, you feeling vaggy or meat?" I had hoped that Robyn hadn't caught that part. I had meant to say veggy but vaggy came out instead. Doe laughed before responding.