When you have a bad day, you need to laugh, or at least to smile. So, I'm going to tell you a story. Some of my friends have heard this one, but I'm sure it wouldn't kill you to hear it again and again. It's quite funny.
My boyfriend Cordell was playing video games. I walked into the kitchen to throw something away and it hardly fit. This piece of trash was very, very small. The fact that it wasn't fitting was not a good sign. I walked into the living room and looked at him.
"Honey? Can you take out the trash?" I asked.
"Uh..." he grunted.
"Now?"
He looked at me hopelessly and paused his game. He was only wearing boxers and went to get the trash.
"Haha, no, you are not going out like that," I put a hand on my hip. "Get dressed."
He grabbed around for the first pair of pants and shirt he could find. He pulled them on and then went to get the trash. He grabbed it and headed for the door. I had been doing something else, but then when I looked over, I saw he was wearing MY pants and MY shirt. The pants were really tight and flared out at the bottom and the shirt said, "Seattle: the wetter the better". I covered my mouth and laughed.
"You can't go out like that. Those are my clothes," I giggled.
"It's dark. No one will see me," Cordell grunted and left with the trash.
He came back and sat down to play video games without taking off the clothes. He was probably in them for about fifteen minutes before I said something.
"Cordell?"
"Yeah?"
"TAKE OFF MY PANTS!"
He grinned.
I facepalmed, "I mean... my pants that you're wearing."
He stood up and slipped them off, but kept wearing the shirt. I glared at him.
"The shirt, too," I growled.
He shimmied out of it.
THE END.
Hope you like my cross-dressing boyfriend. :3 He's not actually one. He just wears my clothes without knowing it... Then when he finds out they're my clothes... he doesn't care.
So, do you have any great "smile" stories? If so, please share them in the comments or email them to me. My info is in the "contact" section of the site. THANK YOU!!
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