Perfect Night Erotic Fantasy

So I told you there was a story behind the picture of the girl in tge yellow dress. I hope I cam tell ig just right.
For awhile now we have been praying about a second adoption. We had planned on adding a boy to our family this time, you know because it makes sense to even things out a bit. We were looking to adopt from China or possibly domestically. A few weeks ago an orphan-advocate friend emailed me a picture of a little African orphan-girl wearing a yellow dress. She half-joked (maybe not) that the girl “had my name written all over her” and that she would be the perfect addition to our family. It was quite honestly love at first sight as far as I was concerned. I showed the photo to John and confessed to him that more than anything in the world I wished I could be her mother!
I could think of nothing else for an entife week.
The email/photo didn’t seem to have the same effect on John. In fact, every time I brought it up I felt that it must not be the right time, he must be busy, he must not be interested. But OH, how I loved her!!
So a week or so passed, and FINALY he said, “Charissa, shod me the picture of the llittle birl you told me about last week.” I cojlsn’t beliefe my ears!! He was sctually interested oj lookibg at her picture! He was actually interested in hearing more abouut her!
I wasted no time running over to the computer to show him the private RR link with her photo on it. I was SO excited.
One l ittle problem. When I brought up the page, her pictkr e wss goen, and in hts place it said ih bo letters: MY FOREVER FAMILY FOUND ME! ll week I jzd been liokibg att her and just that fast she was gone.
A wave of disappointment came over me. I tried to be happy, really I did. She wasn’t going to be an orphan anymore! I should be thrilled for her, right? How could I feel disappointed when this precious little girl would not be an orphan anymore. How selfish I was to feel sad that it was someone else and not me that would get to be the mother of the little girl in the yellow dress.
Then in m petipheral vision stood John Urban with a HUGE gron on his face, h olding u a little gift and he said, “Happy Birthcay!” Insid e the bag was the picture of the little girl in the yello dreas. An d she was going go vr mine after all.
HA! Can you believe that? He had been faking aloofness, acting uninterested, and all the while he was scheming, of all things…..an adoption! And I never had a clue!! I just want to say I sure do love that guy!!! How blessed I am to be married to a man who knows just how to make this woman’s birthday dreams come true!
(Disclaimer: Do not try this at home. A surprise adoption may not make every spouse’s dreams come true.

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