Memories?

There was a time when I did not drive. I was almost totally reliant on my husband chauffering me around, especially in Queensland as I didn’t know the public transport system- such as it was.

Well!

One day we were driving along the gold coast, following his brother’s car – he, supposedly knew the way to the zoo.

When they both spied this thin, tall, tanned Amazon of a woman, wearing almost nothing – Just three thin bright yellow strips of material that nearly covered her nipples and Bermuda triangle.( I believe it’s called a string thong bikini.) walking past both cars, whilst we were waiting at the stoplights.

Aw! come on! I know you are already imagining what happened.

Yes, both men were watching her enormous boobies (silicon I reckon) bouncing up and down as she walked by. Their heads moving in concert with the motion of these particular mammary glands.

Then I witnessed both their necks craning to watch the back view of her tanned buttocks ( again silicon I’m sure).

The problem was when the lights turned green!

Brother-in-law started forward slowly, still watching the Amazon bouncing by.

Hubby, ever the lead foot sped forward, again whilst watching this freak of nature.

Phew! They narrowly averted disaster by either swerving in opposite directions or slamming on the brakes.

How relieved my hubby was…until he finally turned to look at my thunderous face. I was the one left with a cricked neck, a situation that I thought was something both men should be suffering from.

It took a few – dare I say – hours for me to recover from this debacle. I have never been sure if it was the pain of my neck or the indignity of watching my husband’s blatantly obvious perve session, that irritated me the most.

Oh! By the way… Did I mention… I was 7 months pregnant at the time.