Turn the Page
Impish and his wife were lying in bed one night.
Mrs. Dragon had curled up ready to go to sleep and the husband put his bed lamp on to read a book.
As he was reading, he paused and reached over to his wife and started fondling her “nether regions”.
He did this only for a very short while, and then he would stop and resume reading his book.
Mrs. Dragon gradually became aroused with this, and thought that her husband was seeking some response as encouragement before going any further.
She got up and started stripping in front of him.
Impish was confused and asked “What are you doing taking your clothes off?”
Mrs. Dragon replied, “You were playing with my “nether regions”. I thought it was foreplay to stimulate making love with you tonight.”
Impish said, “No, not at all.”
Mrs. Dragon then asked, “Well, what the hell were you doing then?”
“I was just wetting my fingers so I could turn the pages in my book!”
(Fortunately for Impish he was not reading a hardcover book so his concussion from being beat with it was only slight.)
A frustrated Mrs Dragon buys a pair of crotchless panties in an attempt to spice up her dead sex-life. She puts them on, together with a short skirt and sits on the sofa opposite ImpishDragon. At strategic moments she uncrosses her legs in her best Sharon Stone imitation … enough times that Impish finally asks, “Are you wearing crotchless panties?”
“Y-e-s,” she answers with a seductive smile.
“Thank God – I thought you were sitting on the dog.”
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( Impish relates the sad sordid tale in his own words to me)
Hoping my wife would be pleasant and say,
And possibly have a small present for me.
She barely said good morning,
Let alone ‘ Happy Birthday.’
But the kids….
They will remember.
And didn’t say a word..
So when I left for the office,
I felt pretty low
And somewhat despondent.
My secretary Jane said,
‘Good Morning Boss,
And by the way , Happy Birthday ! ‘
It felt a little better
That at least someone had remembered.
When Jane knocked on my door
And said, ‘You know, 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, Jane, that’s the greatest thing I’ve heard all day. Let’s go !’
But we didn’t go where we normally would go.
She chose instead at a quiet bistro with a private table.
We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.
Jane said, ‘You know, it’s such a beautiful day…
We don’t need to go straight back to the office, do we ?’
She said, ‘Let’s drop by my apartment, it’s just around the corner..’
‘ Boss, if you don’t mind, I’m going to step into the bedroom for just a moment. I’ll be right back.’
She came out carrying a huge birthday cake …
Followed by my wife, my kids, and dozens of my friends
And co-workers, all singing ‘Happy Birthday’.
Stay tuned for Chapter 4 in which we hear the tale of Impish Dragons desperate search for a sex drive!