Helen_Highwater
07-20-2023, 04:53 PM
and some cucumber!
I'll explain but first cast your minds back if you will to a few weeks ago when I had a week home alone. One of the things I did during the time was to wash a few things that had been in the wardrobe unused for a while and needed freshening up. Rather that hang my washing out for the neighbours to see I dried them on an airer in the conservatory. All was duly put away except I overlooked a short red nightie which got left hanging over a chair.
Sat watching TV 'er in doors comes into the room. "Who's is this?!". Well nothing for it but to say mine as I was under the impression that my secret wasn't and she knew at least something of my dressing. "You wear this?", "Why?" in a less than happy voice. Now at this point I'm a little confused as she's said things that indicated as I say my secret wasn't entirely hidden so was surprised that she seemed more than a little shocked. Anyway nothing more was said.
Now guess who washed out a pair of knickers in the shower and then forgot to take them off the towel rail. Again confronted and again nothing else said.
Now back to that tomato.
Most days we have a salad for lunch and today was no exception. I'd had a couple of hours home alone that morning and having spend the time in a skirt and tee with a bralette had covered up when my good lady came home. She eats her lunch while watching TV downstairs, I retreat to my old office upstairs and sit on the PC in my skirt and top knowing that I'll hear her moving about and have time to cover up.
However......... today tomatoes and cucumber were missed off the plate and it was only when she sat down she realised the error and being the good soul she is, in what I can only describe as ninja mode, brought me my missing salad. First thing I knew of it was the office door opening and she entered, I could see the look of surprise on her face but without braking stride she duly said something like, "Here, your lunch will taste better now", put the toms and cucumber on my plate a left. And again nothing more has been said.
So now I'm having to give consideration as to how to move things forward. Instinct tells me we're a way off acceptance but also not outright rejection. So yes it's time to have the talk. It's just finding the right time and words.
I'll explain but first cast your minds back if you will to a few weeks ago when I had a week home alone. One of the things I did during the time was to wash a few things that had been in the wardrobe unused for a while and needed freshening up. Rather that hang my washing out for the neighbours to see I dried them on an airer in the conservatory. All was duly put away except I overlooked a short red nightie which got left hanging over a chair.
Sat watching TV 'er in doors comes into the room. "Who's is this?!". Well nothing for it but to say mine as I was under the impression that my secret wasn't and she knew at least something of my dressing. "You wear this?", "Why?" in a less than happy voice. Now at this point I'm a little confused as she's said things that indicated as I say my secret wasn't entirely hidden so was surprised that she seemed more than a little shocked. Anyway nothing more was said.
Now guess who washed out a pair of knickers in the shower and then forgot to take them off the towel rail. Again confronted and again nothing else said.
Now back to that tomato.
Most days we have a salad for lunch and today was no exception. I'd had a couple of hours home alone that morning and having spend the time in a skirt and tee with a bralette had covered up when my good lady came home. She eats her lunch while watching TV downstairs, I retreat to my old office upstairs and sit on the PC in my skirt and top knowing that I'll hear her moving about and have time to cover up.
However......... today tomatoes and cucumber were missed off the plate and it was only when she sat down she realised the error and being the good soul she is, in what I can only describe as ninja mode, brought me my missing salad. First thing I knew of it was the office door opening and she entered, I could see the look of surprise on her face but without braking stride she duly said something like, "Here, your lunch will taste better now", put the toms and cucumber on my plate a left. And again nothing more has been said.
So now I'm having to give consideration as to how to move things forward. Instinct tells me we're a way off acceptance but also not outright rejection. So yes it's time to have the talk. It's just finding the right time and words.