My very conservative wife who struggles with my kinky side, drops random bombs into my mind from time to time.
We took the family for ice cream one night this week and I brought a cone back with me. I asked her to hold it while I rounded up the dog from the yard. She stood there on the steps in the warm air and of course, the ice cream began melting.
"You're dripping on me. I mean your cone is dripping on me. You'd enjoy the other too much."
Where does this temptrix live in her mind and how do I get her to visit more often?
Living the real life under lock and key