I love going to the gym in my husband's tank tops and nothing under them. Gets me a lot of attention, so I flirt with a bunch of guys right in front of him π Something about all that testosterone in the air makes me weak π
They say what stays in Vegas stays in Vegas.. Well, not if you run into an incredibly hot hotwife who digs your accent and blantantly asks how big you are. I told her to sit on my face to find out.