I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my husband
would
be pleasant and say, 'Happy Birthday,' and possibly have
a
small present for me.

As it turned out, he barely said good
morning, let alone 'Happy Birthday.’

I thought....well,
that's marriage for you, but the kids.... they will remember.

My
kids came bouncing down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word.
So
when I left for the office I felt pretty low and somewhat
dejected.

As I walked into my office, my handsome boss, Rick,
said, 'Good
morning, lady, and by the way Happy Birthday!' It felt a
little
better that at least someone had remembered.

I worked
until one o'clock, when Rick knocked on my door and said,
'It's such
a beautiful day outside, and it is your birthday, what
do you say we
go out to lunch, just you and me.'

I said, 'Thanks, Rick, that's
the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go!'

We went to
lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go. He
chose instead
a quiet bistro with a private table. We had two
martinis each and I
enjoyed the meal tremendously.

On the way back to the office,
Rick said, 'It's such a beautiful
day...we don't need to go straight
back to the office, do we?'

I responded, 'I guess not. What do
you have in mind?'

He said, 'Let's drop by my place, it's just
around the corner.

After arriving at his house, Rick turned to me
and said, 'If you
don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for
just a moment.
I'll be right back.'

'Ok.' I nervously
replied.

He went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes,
he came
out carrying a huge birthday cake, followed by my husband ,
my
kids, and dozens of my friends and co-workers, all singing 'Happy
Birthday.'

And I just sat there....

on
the couch....


Bare Ass NAKED!!!

OUCH!