A couple of months ago, my wife of 31 years and I were just walking around downtown after a show, just enjoying being with each other on a Friday night. The town is touristy in the summer so the streets were somewhat crowded, but it was one of those crowds where you can actually have some privacy because everyone’s doing their own thing.
As we walked past a big hotel she looked up at me and said, “Hey, I have an idea. Follow me.” She pulled me in to the hotel and led me up the escalator with am evil grin on her face. I knew she was thinking about sex, but I don’t know what exactly she has in mind.
As it turned out, I wouldn’t have believed her if she’d have told me.
At the top of the escalator she walked down the hall with me, hand in hand, until she found what she was looking for. Once she did, she dropped my hand and grabbed the bottom of her shirt.
Over her head went her shirt, leaving her in a bra, jeans, and sandals.
She then walked in to the public men’s room, stripping as she went.