Attentive Wife

hips swivel, i shimmy
over to spouse,
my finger seriously
pointing at him,
sure sparkling eyes.

my pointer aiming
his way, wanting
its way with him.

my darling’s attention,
intentionally on me -

my lips close in
on my lover,
i sing,
“i want you…”

mindfully pointing
at him,
my finger taps
onto my wrist,

“...to tell me what time it is.”

i smile. i wink.
i’ve been playing
with him.

he’d reminded me
that work’s shortly -
we’d been watching
‘70’s Dean Martin Roast.

you get the picture -
i had fun with him,
the roast’s on him.

2/11/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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February 15, 2020 at 8:11 AM
This is really sweet...is it fictional? Or is this the guest?
Rodrigues Avatar
February 15, 2020 at 8:39 AM
True story! I was being funny. ;)
Wolf Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 7:03 PM
Hahahahah. What a great tease. You really had me breathing hard there for a moment, young lady! ~ Good ole fun! :) Gershon
Rodrigues Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 9:06 PM
LOL...love it! ;)
Cunningham Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 1:51 AM
Your never to old for a bit of flirting Kim, as long as its your husband lol. Tom
Rodrigues Avatar
February 12, 2020 at 6:13 AM
:) Tom
Green Avatar
February 11, 2020 at 5:20 PM
Yeah but where are the potatoes and carrots? :) This was fun Kim and wow, The Dean Martin Roasts, that is a blast from the past.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 11, 2020 at 9:15 PM
LOL...right?! Sometimes that’s what we need. Watching them on a channel called Tubi. :)
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