You had made the reservations for the weekend away. House out in the woods with a pretty lake nearby. Fireplace and very rustic feel but with lots of amenities. It sounded perfect. And yet….

You are waiting impatiently for me to come out of the bedroom having been banished until I am finished getting ready for the costume party. You look at your watch knowing that we need to leave soon when you hear the door open.

After a long day at work, I make my way home, a tad earlier than usual, but nothing big deal. I head inside and and hear music out in the family room, clearly it’s you, I recognize the playlist.

“Honey, I’m home,” I say in jest. But I don’t think you can hear me. The music is up and I just assume you can’t make out my infamous line, so I go to find you. I do. I find you reclined in that over-stuffed chair, facing away from me… and naked.