That’s One Way To Rock Their Socks

(My husband and I are starting to get frisky in bed one night. Unfortunately I am sick and we can’t actually do it, and we both know this.)

Husband: *shifts his body weight over top of me and slides his hand down into my underwear. He stiffens and looks down. He slowly pulls one of his large white socks out of my underwear* “What the….?”

(I died laughing, thinking how in the world was there a sock in my underwear and I didn’t even notice all day! The mood was entirely gone and we both just doubled over laughing. I kept trying to think how I didn’t know there was a big sock down there, or how it could have gotten there to begin with. It wasn’t until later that he confessed he rigged the sock to only look like he pulled it out. Got to say that was his best slight of hand yet.)