Weekend Treat
I arrived home from work as usual, at 4.30pm, on Friday afternoon with thoughts of spending a relaxing weekend at home. Maybe gardening or doing a bit of DIY around the house. I entered the living room and was greeted by my wife who was very nicely dressed in a skirt and blouse. She had done hair and was unusually, for her, wearing lots of make up. The whole outfit and effect was stunning to the eye and made me feel very proud that she was my wife. I remarked, "Wow you look...