Date Night Sitter

Thanks to a close friend who agreed to look after the kids for the night, Jonathan and I are finally on a romantic date – like teenagers again. Except the sensual ending is already given, and out of the question. Jonathan is in his elements tonight. As he brushes past me in his loose black Chino pants and a sleeveless cream cotton T-shirt which stretched across his torso like a second skin.

I like chinos especially chino pants and chino shorts. For chino pants, Jonathan wears them with boat shoes; they have a unique fitting good for stylish guys like him. And for chino shorts he wears them with converse shoes. He also wears chino pants with slim fit shirts and a blazer jacket, and then wears stylish dress shoes. I love dressing him up in my mind and undressing him…

My husband is not exactly young but he has a trim body due to hours of Kung Fu. His den is a mini gym, outfitted with all sorts of gadgets to keep him trim for his court cases. He loves strutting before the panel of judges, and usually wins his court cases this way. Lady Judges have a way of seeing through his coat and the slight bulge on his pants front. I specifically told him to pad it up for effect.

I like those sandals on Jonathan because they look classic as compared to other types of sandals for men. He wears chino shorts with a v-neck t-shirt and t-strap sandals by banana republic. He loves to play with colors. Sometimes, his chino short is navy blue, so I match it with a white v-neck t-shirt and his sandals have both orange and navy blue stripes which blend well with the navy blue chino pants. I also wear Chino pants but mine are khaki, topped with a shimmering grey camisole that I wear with skin toned pushup bra. So, what else could be lacking?

Well, the night air was cool as we drove past trees in our top down car. A soft music was playing and his shaving cream wafts with the pungent pine scents of the trees. This could not be happening again. He was a stranger from the past, and he came into my life as part of an arranged wedding. His family needed political stability because they were grooming him for a government position. They are old families from Pennsylvania.

Something like anger pricked at my heart, but I quickly sealed that wound again. He was saying something to me, and I turned to face him. I should have assured him, I have brought blankets to cover the ground with but I suppressed that part. Leave the best for the last. How could two people be lovers when they cannot even stand the presence of each other? Ask me that again later, when I can think more straight. But for now, the full moon is beckoning and I am reckless tonight.

 

One word – RAWR,

Sandra Ross