I'm too sexay for my own good.Last night Pudd'n went to grandma land and I figured I'd get some crafts out of the way while I had the chance since I'll be working again soon in the evenings. We've got the community garage sale this weekend and I figured I could sell some sugar skulls and Dia de los Muertos themed switch plates. I also did not feel like having to do my hair today so I put in curlers last night. It is a bitch sleeping in them; but it beats having to take an hour to blow dry & curl my hair.
Since I'm in curlers I might as well just wear my ever sexay granny jammies right? It is getting cold out now after all.
So I get my crafts done and Steve wants to know if I want to to play hide the sausage. I figure I'll just give him some oral pleasure since he did no less than ten loads of dishes with out being asked in one day (I did a lot of cooking for the week too).
So here I am in granny jammies, hair in curlers and I know I'm looking hawt. I pick up one of my sagy old boobies and I wag it at him saying "unless of course you really want rock my world because you know how smok'n hot I look right now".
He asked me to make sure I turned off the lights...........