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Is there anything so sexy as a man rocking a kilt? |
Last week I attended a girlfriend's Bachelorette party. Let me start by saying there was a DD appointed (always drink responsibly). The shots were flowing and we were getting... ahem...rowdy. Yeah, we'll say 'rowdy'.
We'd been watching a hottie sporting a black utility kilt and t-shirt all evening, and someone, the bride I think finally spoke aloud what we'd all been wondering. Was he naked under that Kilt? We all giggled maturely and as the words still hung in the air he turned our way, headed for the bar.
Although I was not the oldest woman in attendance (everyone there had children and ex-husbands), I'd been married the longest. And being married 20 years lends itself to a certain boldness and/or freedom. (I suppose the Jack helped) I announced to the table, I was gonna find out.
As the man passed, I stepped in front of him, placed my hands on his abs to get his attention. It worked. He stopped and looked down at me. I said/hollered, "Excuse me, but the Bride would like to know what you have on under your kilt." (More mature giggles behind me.) He laughed and responded "Oh does she, now?" Then lifted his hem to expose one butt cheek.
While he stood at the bar ordering his drink, one of our group suggested to the rest of our table, for all we knew he could be sporting a G-string. Apparently he heard her accusation, because 20 minutes later he passed again, and stopped me to set the record straight.
He leaned in and claimed, "Oh and just so you know, I do not have a G-string on."
He had our attention.
Being the smart ass I am, I responded "Prove it."
He lifted the front of his kilt and proved it, to another round of giggles.
The Bachelorette party moved on to the next bar shortly after that, but the Bride got her answer.
What happens at the bachelorette party, stays at the bachelorette party, my ass! In honor of my naughty behavior, I am sharing my favorite eye candy...men in kilts...enjoy ladies!
We'd been watching a hottie sporting a black utility kilt and t-shirt all evening, and someone, the bride I think finally spoke aloud what we'd all been wondering. Was he naked under that Kilt? We all giggled maturely and as the words still hung in the air he turned our way, headed for the bar.
Although I was not the oldest woman in attendance (everyone there had children and ex-husbands), I'd been married the longest. And being married 20 years lends itself to a certain boldness and/or freedom. (I suppose the Jack helped) I announced to the table, I was gonna find out.
As the man passed, I stepped in front of him, placed my hands on his abs to get his attention. It worked. He stopped and looked down at me. I said/hollered, "Excuse me, but the Bride would like to know what you have on under your kilt." (More mature giggles behind me.) He laughed and responded "Oh does she, now?" Then lifted his hem to expose one butt cheek.
While he stood at the bar ordering his drink, one of our group suggested to the rest of our table, for all we knew he could be sporting a G-string. Apparently he heard her accusation, because 20 minutes later he passed again, and stopped me to set the record straight.
He leaned in and claimed, "Oh and just so you know, I do not have a G-string on."
He had our attention.
Being the smart ass I am, I responded "Prove it."
He lifted the front of his kilt and proved it, to another round of giggles.
The Bachelorette party moved on to the next bar shortly after that, but the Bride got her answer.
What happens at the bachelorette party, stays at the bachelorette party, my ass! In honor of my naughty behavior, I am sharing my favorite eye candy...men in kilts...enjoy ladies!
