I get asked quite a lot, especially from women, wanting to know how I can tolerate Augie touching women’s boobs and hoo-ha’s all day long? Don’t you get jealous when he has to touch all those naked women? The answer is quite easy….no, I don’t. And trust me, there have been plenty times where I should’ve unleashed the green eyed monster and taken down some un-lady-like-ladies, but what’s the point? It comes down to trust and I trust him.

I’ll give you an example….I swung by the shop one afternoon on my way home one day, just to say hi. When I came in, I saw that his office door was shut. No big deal. That just meant that he was tattooing or piercing someone in an area not often seen by strangers, if you catch my drift. I called out through the door to let him know I was there.

I heard him ask his client if it’s okay if they took a little break so he could say hi to me. A woman’s voice said, “Sure, but hurry back.”  As he came out of the room, I caught a glimpse of a young lady with long blonde hair sitting in the chair, her back to me, without a top on. He closed the door as he leaned in to kiss me.

“No need to shut it sweetie. It’s getting a little hot in here anyway,” she says. She didn’t have to turn around or say anymore for me to know that she was in full flirt mode with him. She was crushing on my man, even though she didn’t know I was his wife at this point. She was staking her claim, I suppose. I do have to admit, I did find it kind of flattering. It’s good for my ego to see that a woman wants my guy. It’s a…. ha ha, he’s mine and not yours…kind of thing.  Oh dear, is my catty-ness showing??

He told me he was almost done and asked if I’d hang out for a bit before heading home. I said sure. When he went back in to the room, she asked him who I was, not knowing I was now sitting at a desk just outside his door. He told her that I was his wife and that I stopped by to say hey. This seemed to flip her flirting switch into high gear. My guess is that she saw it as some kind of challenge. I just saw it as funny.

She pulled out all the stops….you have the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen. I could gaze at them for hours. I heard a lot of oh yah’s and that feels good coming out of the room. I almost burst out laughing when she asked him to show her how to apply the ointment to her boob. I’m not sure I’ll do it right. Can you show me how to rub it on? See why I wasn’t jealous? Acts of desperation from any woman doesn’t equal jealousy from me.

I have to give it to her….her acts of foolhardiness didn’t end there. As they came out of the room, she asked him what he was doing after work and proceeded to invite him out for a couple of drinks. He had the biggest grin on his face. You could tell he was flattered by the offer and yet shocked that she asked him while I was right there.

He did point me out to her and reminded her again of who I was. I will never forget what she said after she turned and looked me dead in the eye….”Honey, that don’t matter. I’m not threatened by her.” His eyes went straight to the floor as she handed him her business card followed by “call me.”

I’m sure other women would have jumped from behind the desk and opened a case of whoop-ass on her, but that’s not what I did. I started laughing. I couldn’t help myself. That was some funny sh*t I just witnessed. Plus, she seemed to me to be the kind of person that used this M.O. quite often and got the results she wanted. It just wasn’t going to work this time.

Once she was gone, Augie just smiled. You could tell this had just made his day and that’s okay. Guys need that once in a while. They need an ego boost from another woman sometimes. If he’s a good guy, it’ll never go beyond flirting.  And he’s a good guy.