Tammy's Quest for Romance Part 5

Tammy's Quest for Romance Part 5

Tammy had got up early yet again due to the internal Furness starting up. Coffee she was sure was the wrong beverage but that and a romantic novel were her only comfort at times like this. She decided to make some cinnamon bread for breakfast and flung all the windows open even though the temperature outside was decidedly chilly.

            By the time Mike had missed her and woken up, breakfast was done and smelling divine, fresh coffee circulated the air and now the flush had subsided she closed the windows. As she heard the shower go she poured the coffee and took it and the bread upstairs so that they could have a leisurely perusal of the papers together. She heard Mike’s reaction to her planned bit of spice and started to titter to her self. By the time she got to the bedroom the titter had bubbled into chuckle.

‘Bloody hell Tammy what’s going on!’ James came running into their bedroom and reiterated his dad’s sentiment.

‘What the hell dad, what ya doing in those!’

‘Ask ya mother.’ They both looked over to her.

‘Well you said; as you always do, that you needed some new underwear and could I get you some. You wouldn’t come shopping and you said you didn’t mind what sort I bought. I though I should spice things up a little.’ She beamed.

‘Very funny, now where have you put them?’

‘Put what?’

‘Put my underwear’

‘In the draw, there all there.’ The look he gave Tammy was priceless, delicious in-fact.

‘What happened to my old ones?’ He asked with some trepidation.

‘Threw them out.’

‘Where are the ones I wore last night?’

‘I burnt them this morning.’ James had had enough he had gone out of the room in fits and was texting Josh “mums gone mad. She’s burnt dads pants”.

‘You burnt my underpants.’

‘Yep.’

‘All my underpants?’

‘Yep.’ Tammy was finding speaking at this point very difficult as Mike was going through all the pouches to see if any were comfortable. He finally found the bight Calvin Keiln ones that she thought he looked rather fetching in. In-fact florescent pink suited his tanned skin.

‘Why?’

‘I’ve started to feel like the chicken stew around here; that is to say taken for granted and bland and boring. If I suggested spicing things up a bit you suggest thongs or suspenders for me which I might add require no effort from you. I tried that the other night and you took no notice, so I went out with the girls. Anyhow I asked you to come shopping with me but you turned me down. I wanted a bit of an interlude with you sipping a latte while getting your boring pants but oh no! So I thought, what is good for men must be good for women and went for the sex instead of the romantic side of things.’

‘But the pouches are uncomfortable and don’t hold me in.’

‘Exactly my point! Until you show me some romance or come shopping with me it will be pouches or Calvin Keiln for you’

‘Can we go shopping now?’

‘No remember we’re off to Josh and Sara’s moving in lunch.’

‘Aarh, what should I do.’

‘You do look sexy in florescent pink.’

‘I do?’

Just then they heard hurried footsteps running into the house.