Lady Lynda settled in for a good night’s sleep snuggling up to her paramour hubby Seymour. Both of them serenely enjoying the comfort of their old fashion four poster bed. It was pretty much like those wholesome family scenes of mom and dad in those fifties movies. Lady Lynda heard her husband snore and thought his snores were the sweetest sounds since Bing Crosby singing “White Christmas” Thought of how dear he was made her feel happy and content. With that blissful mood she drifted off to dreamland.
Suddenly Lady Lynda felt terrifically hot. So much so she immediately wanted to rip off her ankle length carnation pink flannel nightgown. The woman tugged at her sleepwear as if she was desperate to get it off her. She wondered if the thermostat temperature suddenly rose. Toze’s wife looked over to check on her husband. He was sound asleep. his facial expression serene. What was going on Mrs Lady Lynda May Huffenfetter Toze wondered completely dismayed. He must be sleeping completely soundly not to feel the rise in temperature in their bedroom. Was she imagining the chill? The woman jumped out of bed and tiptoed quietly to the picture window to see about getting a different perspective. Lady Lynda smiled and sighed much relieved by the invigorating air cooling her from head to her chubby toes. She sighed as she immediately noticed the stark contras tbetween the refrshing breeze and the mysterious sharp decline in the temperature in the bedroom. She enjoyed the cool air as it refreshed her frame making her feel as cool as a pleasant refreshing Shirley Temple.
a summer breeze. The song by Seals and Croft wafted through Lady Lynda’s mind. Seymour’s wife lifted her tad plump body out of bed. Next she went to dreamily gaze out the window.. The subdued lighting in the many windows she saw made her feel as if she was entering an enchanted scene. Lady Lynda thought back to her dormitory days at the sexually segregated University that Seymour and her were pupils at In doing so her pupils dilated recalling fond memories. It was there she remembered how they wee so close yet a safe distance to keep their virginity before marriage. She smiled as she recalled her time there.
The woman thoughtfully reflected how conflicted she was in keeping her distance from Toze yet wanting so desparately to be close to him. At least her memories of him going through the same thing she recalled encouaraged her. there was Seymour going through chastity with her A testament to pride and togetherness and proper morality. . Lady Lynda reminesces about their time in college. How the separate dorms made it much easier to stay chaste. The temptation wasn’t so much there is they lived in mixed gender dorms. The woman sighed as she looked back on their time at BFU. Lady Lynda reminded herself of her strict Orthodox Jewish upbringing and how that helped her stay pure until her marriage to Seymour.
The now Mrs Toze thought back on how she believed that absence truly does make the heart yearn. The reflection made her eyes tear up with a strong sense of sentiment.. Keeping that sentiment in mind Lady Lynda felt a painful pang in her gut. The woman told herself even though it was very hard for her, that in the end it was worth it to be purse for Seymour. She then walked back toward the bedroom. Seeing her husband Seymour Toze peacefully asleep made her smile. She knew it was all worth it. It worked out perfectly with her and Seymour snuggling together throughout the evening. Lady Lynda knew their lifestyle wasn’t for everyone but what lifestyle is she mused. She only knew she was glad she stood up for her beliefs and tomorrow would be a new day lesson in internet marketing for newbies.