Retired Bloke and the bra

WE went to Cardiff to collect Jacqui’s watch, which had been left with Watches of Switzerland for repair.

On the way home, we stopped at Marks & Spencer in Culverhouse Cross to “pick up a few bits and pieces” (plus four bottles of wine but that’s another story for this blog).

Anyway, I was minding my own business, and the shopping trolley, while Jacqui was looking at the women’s underwear (apparently it’s obligatory if you are shopping at M&S).

Suddenly she comes towards me with a black bra in her hands. “Feel this,” she says, thrusting a 36C cup for me to fondle.

One of those moments when a retired bloke isn’t exactly clear what’s expected of him.

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