Strange Conversations with my Wife

I often have strange conversations with my wife. A few weeks ago following a great outdoor soul night:

Her: Did you notice Jane’s tits?

Me: How d’you mean?

Her: Didn’t you notice? All she had on was that see-through cheesecloth dress straight from the beach, and a pair of skimpy black knickers.

Me: Oh

Her: Didn’t you notice her nipples? They were sticking out through her dress all night long

Me: No, didn’t notice

Her: Really! You couldn’t miss them! And every time she bent over to pull that bottle of Pino out of her bag instead of buying drinks at the bar, you could see her tits swinging away quite clearly

Me: Well, I never noticed

Her: Honestly, sometimes I think you walk around with your eyes closed half the time