What's YOUR weakness when it comes to the opposite gender?

MaltedTea wrote: »

If her bottom biscuits were out, then was her cherry blossom bread out too? 🤔

Naw, she had underroos on. That would just be trashy if her cherry blossom bread was out for the whole world to see.

When ol’ girl is cool that it’s been a rough week on my sleep schedule and instead of planning this, that, and the other lets me equalize for a a good couple twelve hours.

And, before I’ve equalized and am extremely hangry, responds with a hug, a smooch, and gently reminds me that I’m being a dick instead of flat out telling me I am. Then offers to make me food to help get over my hangryness

She’s into spiders.

Bottom biscuits... mmmmmm 🤤

When it’s time for us to plant the smallish garden and she volunteers to help run the front-tine toro-tiller. She shows up in clothing that is comfortable and gardening appropriate but will also accentuates her. I’m already out in the barn getting the tools ready when she comes out. She’s decided a bikini as undergarments, one of my old button down shirts with the sleeves cut off and open except for tied at the bottom to somewhat close the front, and a pair of cut offs that are loose but not so much that she has to zip them all the way up and button them. After I pick my jaw up from the dirt I wheel the roto-tiller out and start it up. After a bit of helping her get the tines started She’s off and tilling. I continue working but don’t get hardly anything done because I can’t keep my eyes off of her. Her muscles flexing, her breastesses being held firm by her bikini top but still having that sexy bounce, dat *kitten*... 🤤

After I get absolutely nothing done, because I have little self control and can’t keep my focus on anything but her, and she’s done most of the tilling she decides to take a much deserved break. She heads into the pool house to shower off and hops in the pool. I take over tilling but it takes me twice as long and I do a half assed job because as I’m facing her I move slower than pond water in February and when my back is to here I move like I’ve got a fire up under my *kitten* just so I can get to the other end and turn around for another look at that beautiful woman relaxing.