So I get home from having my hair done to hear the TV turned to the football game. I hang up my coat and as I walk past the family room to the kitchen, I see that the fire had been lit and is beautifully burning. I go into the kitchen, to put my purse on the shelf and see that a roasted chicken was brought home, with potato salad, coleslaw and tatters. The family has eaten, the kitchen is cleaned and the dishwasher is running. I get a glass of milk and go into the family room to watch my game, just to see 2 boxes of mint girl guide cookies sitting beside my computer.
I do believe my husband has initiated foreplay.
You have to appreciate that this man “NEVER’ ever does anything like this…not in years and years. He does not think of what I like or what my needs are and he certainly never acts on them to make my life easier. He doesn’t ‘do’ things just to make me happy or to see me smile. He does not trade things he might do around the house for sexual favours from me. He MOST decidedly does not hear me mention something in passing and then actively search to fulfill that little thing. He never does any of those things. EVER. Never except for today… he did them today.