Perfection in womanhood. And more proof of God.
The wife dressed up all girly to go have lunch with a girlfriend (hows come we guys don't call our friends 'boyfriends'?) and as part of her ensemble, she wore the knee high gray suede boots, and I nearly nailed her right there on the landing in front of the kids. I found out that it is forbidden to mess up a chicks make-up when she is going out with the girls.
Maybe, later this evening, I'll have her come to bed naked, with those boots on.
Ooops, just spotted a bit in my shorts...