Find Husband

I can’t do anything without talking to my husband first, you think to yourself. You sashay out of the room and head downstairs where you find your husband sitting in front of the tv watching the game.

“Glad to see you are all cleaned up,” he says with a smirk. “Get me a beer.”

“Of course,” you say sweetly, “Anything for my hubby.”

You saunter over to the kitchen, your husband pinching your ass as you walk pass. You squeal with delight.

You open up the fridge and find the most chill and refreshing looking beer in the fridge. As you sashay back into the room your husband holds out his hand and takes the beer from you.

“Is it good?” You ask.

“It is,” he replies. Keeping his eyes on the TV.

“Is there anything I can do for you?” You ask as you play with your hair.