David came out of the bathroom with his tan slacks on but undone, running a towel through his long blonde hair.  The muscles in his arms and chest flexed easily as he moved his arms, and his pants balanced precariously on his thin hips.. but stayed up.  Tossing the towel aside, he did up his pants and belted them.. then dug through the closet for a shirt.<br/><br/>"You almost ready to head out, gorgeous?" he called back over his shoulder to his wife as he pulled out a black golf shirt and pulled it on over his head.  He left his hair fall down over his shoulders unbound, and turned to smile at her.  She looked gorgeous as usual.