Overheard in His Pajamas
The other night, I shared a bourbon-fueled Indian dinner and orgasms with an Architect. After much fun, we decided to take a break and venture out into the living room. Watch a little tv. Make out on the couch. Dive back into the yummy food we'd brought home.
Tip: Indian food does something AMAZING for one's sex drive. Trust me on that.
While flipping channels I opted for manly-man television. I am, of course, the awesomest chick on the planet. Also, it was his house, so I figured I should put on something he'd probably be interested in watching. Since he was letting me control the remote and all.
GPG: Ooh, Inside the NFL!
Architect: I love football.
GPG: Me too. But I'm more into college than pro.
Architect: Actually I used to hate football.
GPG: Because you're gay?
Architect: Because I was a total punk kid and totally anti-anything popular. Like football.
GPG: You mean you were gay?
Architect: No! But I like it now, so it's okay.
GPG: When did you start to like it again? 5 seconds ago when I said I like it?
To which he just laughed and made faces at me.
I love that I can tease him like that. He also, much to Jack's approval I'm sure, indulges my whiskey-lovin' ways.
Rebounds are so much fun.
5 comments:
C'mon now...was he REALLY in his pajamas? Well, come to think of it, that Indian food can be pretty spicy, so maybe pajamas were a good idea. ;)
I'm about to marry a rebound, so be careful.
Biatch, no I was the one in his pjs!
Karen, why you gotta jinx me?
See, I am thinking it was the bourbon and not the Indian food for the libido boost. Well, with the right balance of bourbon, of course.
Wasn't the bourbon, but it was definitely a nice bonus.
Trust me on the Indian, Jack. You can't go wrong!
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