Post by Doug on Mar 10, 2015 6:15:08 GMT -6
Bill entered the house and took his jacket off and hung it up. He was so bone weary and tired after working the farm that day, so much so, that even doing this simple thing seemed like a difficult task. Sarah was in the kitchen finishing up dinner and prepping their plates. “Gawd! That woman has impeccable timing. I never know when I’m coming in, but dinner is always prepared and hot and delicious. She’s a wiz. What the hell does she see in me?” he wondered for the umpteenth time.
Sarah looked at her man as he took his plate from the kitchen and headed to the table and watched with never ending amazed amusement as he tripped over the dog and sent his dinner flying across the room. “He’ll never learn.” she thought as she watched him get back up, cussing out the dog, (who only opened one eye and went back to sleep. He was used to this after all) and started to clean up the mess, which in the process he managed to knock over the flowers he had brought her earlier in the day thereby making what wasn't soggy…soggy.
He plopped his butt onto the floor and looked forlornly at the mess. “God I suck!” and put his head in his hands. She went to his side and put a towel in his hands.
“Here, we’ll clean this up together. C’mon dog! Dinner time! Nothing to fret about, I know you’re tired.”
The dog leaped to his feet and ran happily over and began licking the floor clean with his tail causing further havoc by swiping magazines from the coffee table.
Bill sighed watching the dog oblivious to it all Then he looked at Sarah with a small smile on his face feeling a bit ashamed. “How have I ever been blessed with a woman like you? I don’t know why you put up with me.”
She put a hand on the side of his face. “Well, it’s the sex dear…you’re a monster.” she giggled when she saw the shocked look. “I’m not kidding, but to be honest, we complement each other and not in just more ways than one.”
“I’m a clumsy oaf!” He got on his knees and started scraping his meal into a pile where the dog eagerly lapped it up. “I have the unnatural ability to screw things up. But I do compliment you as often as I can. You are a good wife and my best friend.”
She giggled again, winking and cupped his cheek in the palm of her hand. “Complement, not compliment, we are a team, and a damn good one at that. Do not sell yourself short. You are hard working, faithful, funny and above all, always honest, even if it means you may hurt some ones feelings. Which are often mine by the way? But I do wish you had a few more inches on you.”
He grabbed his crotch looking offended. “Hey!”
She busted out laughing. “Not down there you idiot! Taller! But I love you all the same.” She took her hand off his face and gently cuffed him on the back of the head.
“You know all the right things to say Babe.” Bill smiled tiredly, “I consider myself a lucky man. Today sucked, but as long as we have each other, it’s always a happy day to me.”
They looked into each other eyes and forgot about the mess on the floor. Both started to lean into each other in anticipation of meeting lips when right before they contacted the dog started to lick both of their faces ruining the moment. They both started laughing as the dog had that look of, “Thanks Mama, Dada! Is there anymore!?” with his tail thumping the floor.
Sarah looked at her man as he took his plate from the kitchen and headed to the table and watched with never ending amazed amusement as he tripped over the dog and sent his dinner flying across the room. “He’ll never learn.” she thought as she watched him get back up, cussing out the dog, (who only opened one eye and went back to sleep. He was used to this after all) and started to clean up the mess, which in the process he managed to knock over the flowers he had brought her earlier in the day thereby making what wasn't soggy…soggy.
He plopped his butt onto the floor and looked forlornly at the mess. “God I suck!” and put his head in his hands. She went to his side and put a towel in his hands.
“Here, we’ll clean this up together. C’mon dog! Dinner time! Nothing to fret about, I know you’re tired.”
The dog leaped to his feet and ran happily over and began licking the floor clean with his tail causing further havoc by swiping magazines from the coffee table.
Bill sighed watching the dog oblivious to it all Then he looked at Sarah with a small smile on his face feeling a bit ashamed. “How have I ever been blessed with a woman like you? I don’t know why you put up with me.”
She put a hand on the side of his face. “Well, it’s the sex dear…you’re a monster.” she giggled when she saw the shocked look. “I’m not kidding, but to be honest, we complement each other and not in just more ways than one.”
“I’m a clumsy oaf!” He got on his knees and started scraping his meal into a pile where the dog eagerly lapped it up. “I have the unnatural ability to screw things up. But I do compliment you as often as I can. You are a good wife and my best friend.”
She giggled again, winking and cupped his cheek in the palm of her hand. “Complement, not compliment, we are a team, and a damn good one at that. Do not sell yourself short. You are hard working, faithful, funny and above all, always honest, even if it means you may hurt some ones feelings. Which are often mine by the way? But I do wish you had a few more inches on you.”
He grabbed his crotch looking offended. “Hey!”
She busted out laughing. “Not down there you idiot! Taller! But I love you all the same.” She took her hand off his face and gently cuffed him on the back of the head.
“You know all the right things to say Babe.” Bill smiled tiredly, “I consider myself a lucky man. Today sucked, but as long as we have each other, it’s always a happy day to me.”
They looked into each other eyes and forgot about the mess on the floor. Both started to lean into each other in anticipation of meeting lips when right before they contacted the dog started to lick both of their faces ruining the moment. They both started laughing as the dog had that look of, “Thanks Mama, Dada! Is there anymore!?” with his tail thumping the floor.
