the threesome

So after Saturday nights ‘sleepover’ I woke up yesterday feeling rather disconcerted. Not sure whether it was from the fumes of Rockeys excess afternoon with Jack and Jim but I had had a strange dream involving myself a faceless lady and Rocksey.

Sunday morning breakfast……
me: hey babe, not sure whether I should be telling you this, but I had a really strange dream last night…….
him (buttering slice of toast): go on……
me: well, I dreamt that you and I had a threesome with another girl…
him ( toast forgotten): oh my…….
silence follows, Rocksey chews on his toast in contemplation
him (trying to sound nonchalant) hey babe……one question…where did I finish?
him (looking surprised as a slice of toast hits him in the face): what??????

the moral of the story for all you men out there…….if you are ever, ever, ever lucky enough to be involved in a threesome – whether real or imagined, always, always, make sure when its time to finish, its with your wife!!!

Rocksey’s punishment for even asking the question ( he maintains it was asked in innocence but I know him better!!) is mowing the lawn. This should take him the best part of the morning as well as giving him a couple of hours to re-enact his part in my dream…….

Probably best not to let slip that Rocksey was actually David Beckham and in the dream he was my husband and not ( the very lucky) Victoria.

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