A Very Lonley House Wife

I was 26 years old when I met Bob and we got married. He is the sweetest man in the world. He is now 38, and going through a sort of mid-life crisis. He has begun to lose some of the muscle from his youth and his body has gotten a little out of shape, but he is still a great husband.

I on the other hand am not 29 years old and in the best shape of my life. I have long flowing blonde hair and nice green eyes. I have a decent bust size, but my greatest asset has always been my legs. They are very long, toned, and always drive men wild. Bob loved my legs up until recently.

Bob has been going through some rough times lately. He is in a sort of dead end job, and it has really begun to bother him. Bob does not seem to pay much attention to me anymore and tends to just lie around the house a lot lately.

It is a Friday evening and Bob is once again just laying upstairs watching a sporting event. I decided to take a long bath, put on a robe, and just order some pizza and watch a movie for the night. I asked Bob to join me but of course he declined.