A woman was sauntering to her beautifully furnished residence
when she decided to stop by, unannounced, at her son’s house.
With this- after- all -is –my- son’s- house audacity, she knocked
once on the door before marching in.
She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying on the couch,
wearing nothing else but nudity itself. What filled the room was
some captivating soft music, and the aroma of some exotic perfume
from a land only furnished with romantic souls.
‘What the heck are you doing?’ she burst out.
‘I’m waiting for Justin to come home from work.’
The daughter-in-law answered in a calm and collected voice.
‘ But you’re na…!’ the mother-in-law exclaimed.
‘This is my love dress,’ the daughter-in-law chipped in.
‘Love dress? But you’re totally na…!’
‘Justin loves to see me tucked in this dress,’ she bubbled over with a smile.
She added,’ Every time he sees me in this dress, he instantly becomes
romantic and ravages me for hours.’ At that point, the mother-in-law
pouted her chunky lips and banged the door behind her as she darted out.
When she got home she undressed, showered, crooned `l Wanna know what love is`,
put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD, and lay on the
couch waiting for her husband to arrive. Finally, her husband came home.
He walked in and saw her wriggling childishly, provocatively on the couch.
‘What are you doing?’ he enquired, doffing off his eye-glasses as if to convince
himself that he was not hallucinating. Had his wife gone crazy?
‘This is my love dress, my man,’ she whispered, sensually.
`Honey, that one definitely needs some serious ironing!
What’s for dinner?` he said with an air of finality
Presented by Mthabisi Moyo.