I’m cheating, I didn’t take a photo yesterday, this was taken just a short while ago.

I hope you’ll forgive me, after all, it is a photo of Veronica’s beautiful breasts :-)

35mm prime lens, 1/80 sec at f/1.8, ISO 400

 

Yesterday I playfully suggested that any friends who would like to send photos of their boobs for my birthday were welcome to do so. Because my friends are awesome, more than a few did just that, and I appreciate every last photo that landed in my inbox.

However, like other aspects of my open marriage and sharing ourselves with others, at the end of the day Veronica is still my favorite.

Including her fabulous breasts :-)

105mm macro lens, 1/20 sec at f/3.5, ISO 1600

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Isn’t it nice? It’s microfleece
Oh, and don’t let her erect nipples distract you ;-)
(What can I say, sometimes my photo of the day is less about improving my photography skills and more about showing off my wife)

18-105mm lens at 32mm, 1/5 sec at f/8, ISO 1600

Breast Milk

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Jul 272011
 

A not necessarily well-prepared student sat in his life science classroom, staring at a question on the final exam paper. The question directed: ‘Give four advantages of breast milk.’

What to write? He sighed, and began to scribble whatever came into his head, hoping for the best:

1. No need to boil.
2. Never goes sour.
3. Available whenever necessary.

So far so good – maybe. But the exam demanded a fourth answer. Again, what to write? Once more, he sighed. He frowned. He scowled, then sighed again. Suddenly, he brightened. He grabbed his pen, and triumphantly, he scribbled his definitive answer:

4. Available in attractive containers of varying sizes.

He received an A.

 

Long time readers probably know that a dinner and strip club visit is a typical date night for Veronica and I.

For hopefully obvious reasons, Veronica gets a much more ‘hands-on’ experience with the dancers than I do. Being a considerate woman, she makes it easy for them, often wearing a wrap dress with a plunging neckline.  When Mia slide her hands inside Veronica’s dress last night, she thought she was bra-less, until she discovered that Veronica was wearing one of her cup-less bras.  You can’t tell (that’s kind of the idea), but she’s still wearing it in this photo, taken when we got home :-)

105mm macro lens, 1/25 sec at f/3.0, ISO 1600

Apr 062011
 

Do you need cheering up?

If this doesn’t do the trick, I’m afraid you might have a terminal case of the grumpies!

 

Clouds often make for good photography subjects, even more so when viewed from above.

*Click-click* for another view I had, before I boarded my flight ;-)

 

Or as she says “more accurately, burn lines!”

It looks like Southern Vixen’s cousin Rhonda missed some spots well she helped Veronica apply sunscreen when they were hanging out by the pool on Friday ;-)

Apr 172010
 

Friday was a long day and left me with no free time to take any pictures.  I finally got home from my trip at 11:00pm and sat around chatting with Veronica for a while before we headed to bed.  It dawned on me that I hadn’t so much as taken my camera out of the bag all day, so I impulsively said “Hey, show me your tits, I need something for tomorrow’s picture of the day!”

Isn’t she accommodating? :-D

 

Veronica and I had kind of a rough week, so we decided that we needed a night out, just the two of us.  Dinner at one of our favorite burger joints (Southern Vixen knows the place!), followed by some time wandering Barnes and Noble to check out some books we were interested in.

Then my darling wife suggested, no demanded, that we go somewhere else. Being the kind of guy I am, I acquiesced ;-)

*click-click for the best boobs of the night*

We didn’t stay too late and got home around 10:30, since we had something better to do besides just look at nekkid chicks.  The sitter told us that the kids went to bed around 9:00, just like we asked, and she hadn’t heard a peep from them since then.  The kids insist on going to bed together when we’re not there at bedtime, so we usually separate them when we get home. As long as PP stays asleep, it’s no problem.  Not this time! I go into DB’s room and hear “Hi dad” from him, followed by PP’s eyes popping open and “Is mommy home too?”

Crap.

Veronica took PP into her room and worked on getting her to  sleep while I said goodnight to DB and got ready for Veronica to join me in bed. If you follow me on Twitter you might have had an idea of what was going on.

Did I succeed? I’m afraid not.

But tonight is another night ;-)

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