I might be accused of falling short of being a red-blooded man, but I used to not like lingerie.
Don’t get me wrong, I liked the way my wife looked in lingerie. A lot. But it seemed wasteful. I only saw one application for it: before my wife and I had sex, she’d start out wearing it. Perhaps she’d keep it on, if possible, while we did our thing, so it got a little more usage, but the idea of spending money for thirty seconds of visual appeal when we were gonna do it anyway… it just seemed wasteful.
If the only time your wife wears lingerie is the few seconds it takes to walk from the closet or bathroom to the bed, what’s the point? She could just as easily come out naked.
And I was right. If the only time your wife wears lingerie is the few seconds it takes to walk from the closet or bathroom to the bed, what’s the point? She could just as easily come out naked.
Now, though, I’ve seen the light. Lingerie isn’t wasteful, if for no other reason, because it makes my wife feel sexy. And the confidence boost she gains from the feeling sexy translates to actual sexiness. So rock on!
But don’t limit that sexiness just to the short trip between freshening up and snuggling up. Wear it at any opportunity, even if a romp isn’t in the plans.
When the kids go to bed, put on a sheer teddy and hang out for the rest of the evening. Instead of flannel pajamas meant for a lumberjack, wear a skimpy nightie to bed. Here’s a fun one if the kids are out — prepare, eat, and clean up dinner in a babydoll, letting me feast with my eyes and my mouth at the same time! And even when the kids are home, wear a robe or underwear or some lingerie that can be conservative enough to cover the bases but still leave me something fun to look at and maybe an occasional glimpse of more.
The point is to keep that sexy feeling going in her mind and the sexy leering in my eye as long and as much as possible. It’s always enjoyable to have that energy in the air, even if it doesn’t result in the sideways salsa every time. It builds and builds until…