The first time I got together with my fella (22 years ago) I offered him a back massage as he’d been doing a very physical course all that week and was suffering. I remember him taking his top off as I sat behind him and running my fingers over his muscles. His back was, and still is beautiful. After I’d spent some time working the knots out of his shoulders, I lent forward and kissed his neck gently. The rest is history.
As it’s his birthday this week I wanted to celebrate my wonderful husband with this recent photograph of his amazing back. Still working hard, still as strong and as capable as all those years ago. Just as alluring to my hands and lips as it was.