Robbie loves me to wear this dress”, she explained.
“Every time he sees me like this, he instantly becomes aroused and ravages me for hours”.
The mother-in-law blushed and left. She had obviously been doing some thinking on the drive home, because when she got home, she undressed, showered, put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD and lay on the couch waiting for her husband to arrive.
Finally, her husband came home from work.
He walked in and did a double take, seeing her lying there so provocatively.
“What on earth are you doing Hilda?” he asked.
“This is my love dress”, she whispered sensually.
“Your love dress needs ironing”, her husband said.
“What’s for dinner?”