Because I'm evil, I forwarded this to That Stud Muffin I Married as soon as I read about it in Suburban Bliss.
He confessed to having been totally mesmerized.
So I promised him I'd jog around the bedroom naked later on. Otherwise he'll spend all day in his office staring at bouncing boobies and he won't get anything done at work and the bank will foreclose the mortgage and take away our house.
And I won't have any place to store my sports bras.
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xxx, Poppy.