Saturday Morning

17 Apr 2014

It was Saturday morning. I got up at six and took a
shower. Dressed in my bath robe I went to the kitchen
to prepare breakfast for Beth and me.

Breakfast was done. It was seven. Time for Beth to wake
up. I walked to the bedroom. I wanted to wake her up.
But that is how hot I am.

As I stepped into the bedroom I made sure the rope of
my bathrobe was loose. I wasn't wearing anything under
my bathrobe.

I woke Beth up. I bend over the site of the bed and
called her name. Beth opened her eyes and saw my naked
body.

And yes. What I wanted happened. Beth pulled me in the
bed. The bathrobe was gone in no time. And we were an
hour in the bed.

17 Apr 2014

What does this have to do with En Vogue?

"Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader - not the fact that it is raining, but the feeling of being rained upon." -E.L. Doctorow