One of the things I love most about this time of year is seeing lots of ladies in their Wellingtons. We have so many wet days that the girls quite often have to put on their boots to walk safely and dryly through the puddles; and there is something about that I find really sexy.
I don’t know if it’s the material (and the promise of what‘s hiding beneath it), or the slapping of the top against the calf muscles, or the way the damp condenses and slowly dribbles down the sides; but seeing them makes me feel sexier than a salmon in spawning season.
If there was a magazine called “Women Wearing Wellies” I would buy it even if it cost me a fortune and my relationship with Philippa.
RC 3-12-14
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