Here's What Goes On In My Head...
My ex-wife used to work with this amazing Swedish National beauty with an unbelievable body. And a husband much bigger than me. It was torture to go to dinner at their place, as an hour of hot tubbing with them meant an hour of looking at everything but her chest, which was perfect and impossible to ignore.
The husband works for a company I do business with in my day-to-day here, and for the first time I played the "do you know" card with my contact.
Surprisingly, my contact did. She then said, "He and his wife just had a little baby girl this spring."
And the first thought running through my head was,
"Oh my god, how much bigger is her rack now?"
I'm terrible.