Terrific Tush Tuesday

(Note, I should add this entry was inspired by a wonderful post by Susan. Thanks Susan for helping me to remember that sometimes we send messages that we don't mean.)

I love this photo. Not so much because he has a gorgeous gluteus maximus (winking at Nigel), but because in my imagination, he's peeking out the window watching and waiting for his lady. She's phoned and instructed him to be where she likes him to be and how she likes him to be. It's quite easy for me to imagine where things go from there, isn't it for you?

Terrific Tush Tuesday is fun for me, not necessarily because I love looking at all these lovely bottoms (I do) but because the photos usually stir a fantasy of what I want to do with my man. Now.. I love my fella and I find him to be incredibly attractive. I adore his body - every single inch of it. Is his body perfect like the guys in the photos I post every week? Not at all and I wouldn't expect it to be. How many people could and do like the people in these photographs?

He's who he is and I find him - his look, his body style - to be exactly what I want and need. Was his look, his body style exactly what I looked for and what had always turned me on before I met him? In some ways yes and in some ways no. I'm sure he would tell you exactly the same about me. His mind drew me to him and he says mine is what captured him. If we're lucky enough for that to happen, I think we learn to view people through different eyes. The little "imperfections" are not an issue. In fact, sometimes we learn to love those little imperfections as much or more than we would if our lover's body was model perfect.

Joanne Woodward once said, "Sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades, but to be married to a man who makes you laugh every day, ah, now that's a real treat." I'd add that a man who fires your imagination and makes you think - ah, now that's a treat too.