Yesterday it was a 35 min run in the morning and an evening tennis match with the wife. I've never beaten the wife at tennis. She gets me every time and yesterday was no different except I've been a getting a little closer each time we play. 6-4 yesterday before we retired to starbucks for a cold bevi.
I suppose she senses my pending victory in a future game because she starts asking if she can have tennis lessons.
Uh, no. Not until I beat you.
On second thought, if you think I'm buying off on my hottie wife hooking up with Sven the tennis instructor for some private lessons you're way off the mark. The answer is no.
I've already heard about one local tennis pro porking all the wives at a Folsom club. Reliably told from one of the wives who resisted his advances and told to me under the effects of kirin and sake so true it is.
Yeah, we don't want any part of those adult tennis lessons unless I'm getting them from you know who...
