Muscle Man

Muscle Man
A husband and wife had been married for many years. The husband had long since passed his prime and rarely exercised. He still liked to think of himself as a handsome, well-built man. One day, his wife touched his belly, which had expanded several inches over the years, and said “Flabby”.
The man took this statement to heart and resolved to do some-thing about it. He detested exercise. The next time he saw her hand move towards him he tensed his muscles. She didn’t say he was flabby. Over time, the man developed the habit of tensing up whenever his wife’s hand moved towards his body.
One day the wife decided to test her husband. She moved her hand towards his shoulder, he tensed up. It was rock hard. She moved her hand towards his arm. He tensed up there too, she giggled. She moved her hand to the small of his back, he tensed up there too. She giggled again. Her hand gently roamed toward the back of his thigh. He tensed up there too. She laughed.
Then, with a twinkle in his eye, he said “How do you like your muscle man?”
“I wish the man I was feeling was the man I was married to.” She replied with a smirk.

From The Kindle Ebook Slices of Life by Mark Wilkins

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