Another Night Time Laugh
Most of the time, Husband and I follow a night time routine consists of putting in a movie, getting in the bed, and tickling each other. I don't know why we do it, but we do and have for years. He thinks it's funny how little effort it takes to make me jump and I think he's cute when he says "nooo" in a high pitched voice.
Anyways...I was poking him last night because he was tickling me. I poked his belly a few times and my finger slipped. I stopped and asked if I just poked his belly button.
Him: Yeah
Me: *makes a face*
Him: Was it slimy?
Me: No, I'm just disgusted with myself because my first thought was "I wanna smell my finger now".
I think it was his explosion of laughter that made me self conscious about it, but I didn't sniff it even though I really fucking wanted to.
Anyways...I was poking him last night because he was tickling me. I poked his belly a few times and my finger slipped. I stopped and asked if I just poked his belly button.
Him: Yeah
Me: *makes a face*
Him: Was it slimy?
Me: No, I'm just disgusted with myself because my first thought was "I wanna smell my finger now".
I think it was his explosion of laughter that made me self conscious about it, but I didn't sniff it even though I really fucking wanted to.