50s Girl

50s Girl

My dream is to marry a man who treats me like a man would treat his wife in the 50s. Like his. Like I belong to him. And I want to be that stay-at-home wife who cooks meals and cleans the house and wears dresses every day. I want him to take me dancing. Not to some club but to somewhere nice. I want him to get angry when he thinks I’m flirting with someone else or that someone is flirting with me. I want him to be commanding and let me know who’s boss. I want him to show me off to all his buddies cause he wants to make them jealous. I want a man who’s proud to be my man and loves his little wife

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