So this morning I stumbled into the bathroom (I have an incredibly reliable internal alarm clock ~ OhmyGodIGottaPee! ~ that never fails to urge me out of bed in the morning), bleary eyed and barely functioning. As usual.
My husband was not in my bed when I rolled out of it, but as I was draining the batteries on my internal alarm (Well, how else am I supposed to describe it? It’s like Niagara Falls. Seriously…), I heard footsteps outside the bathroom door.
A moment later (stiiiilllll peeing), Hubby’s head popped in.
He smiled.
“I wondered where you were,” he said.
“Mrf…” was my (typically A.M.-eloquent) response.
He looked at me and… How can I describe this look? Hmmm… Let’s just say a scene from Bambi comes to mind. What was the word Flower used to describe it?
Twitterpated. That’s the word. He’s absolutely twitterpated.
Sigh…
“Mnuh…” I say.
( I don’t speak English in the morning. It’s a good thing he understands Feverish.)
“You look so cute sitting on the toilet, hon.”
I blinked. (I wish this site had emoticons. There is no way I can tell you what my face must have looked like upon hearing this news.)
OH.
MY.
GOD!
Baaaa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!!
I am still cracking up!
In the event you were wondering about my Mister… We celebrated our eighth wedding anniversary this month, and let’s just say…
The man adores me. Even while I’m peeing.
Sigh…
It is moments like these that define our marriage.
Women always, ALWAYS, look their absolute best when they least think they do.
But… On the toilet? Really?!? That particular ‘you look so cute’ statement is going to stay with me a long time, I think. 🙂
There used to be a time when I could touch my wife’s nipple and it would cause her to stop peeing. She couldn’t relax with me touching her.
Wild! So nice of you to cum! (Erm…you know what I mean…) I completely understand the all-systems-stop reaction you described. Mr. Fever occasionally tests my ability to multi-task while I’m peeing, lol. I must admit I’m not a very good multi-tasker… But sometimes I focus better with something in my mouth. 😉
One of the nicest things about loving a woman is having love and admiration for everything and anything that comes out of her body. I don’t think women expect to be quite so completely loved, that you would want to kiss their forehead while they’re on the toilet.
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