THE LOVE DRESSA woman stopped by, unannounced, at her son’s houseShe knocked on the door then immediately walked in. She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying on the couch, totally naked. Soft music was playing and the aroma of perfume filled the room.‘What are you doing?’ she asked.‘I’m waiting for Justin to come home from work.’ the daughter-in-law answered.‘ But you’re naked!’ the mother-in-law exclaimed.‘This is my love dress,’ the daughter-in-law explained.‘Love dress? But you’re naked!’‘Justin loves me to wear this dress,’ she explained.‘Every time he sees me in this dress he instantly becomes romantic and ravages me for hours.’The mother-in-law left. When she got home she undressed, showered, put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD, and lay on the couch waiting for her husband to arrive.Finally, her husband came home. He walked in and saw her lying there so provocatively.‘ What are you doing?’ he asked..‘This is my love dress,’ she whispered sensually.‘Needs ironing,’ he said, ‘What’s for dinner?
THE LOVE DRESS A woman stopped by, unannounced, at her son’s house She knocked on the door then immediately walked in. She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying on the couch, totally naked. Soft music was playing and the aroma of perfume filled the room. ‘What are you doing?’ she asked. ‘I’m waiting for Justin to come home from work.’ the daughter-in-law answered. ‘ But you’re naked!’ the mother-in-law exclaimed. ‘This is my love dress,’ the daughter-in-law explained. ‘Love dress? But you’re naked!’ ‘Justin loves me to wear this dress,’ she explained. ‘Every time he sees me in this dress he instantly becomes romantic and ravages me for hours.’ The mother-in-law left. When she got home she undressed, showered, put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD, and lay on the couch waiting for her husband to arrive. Finally, her husband came home. He walked in and saw her lying there so provocatively. ‘ What are you doing?’ he asked.. ‘This is my love dress,’ she whispered sensually. ‘Needs ironing,’ he said, ‘What’s for dinner? |
and that’s when the fight started…  |
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