Carol and you had been married for two years, and you watched her win bronze in Paris at the Olympics. While you were still celebrating with the team, you were talking on the couch in the bedroom. She was telling you about how hard it was to win the medal, but you weren't paying attention because you were looking at her thighs. "Honey, my eyes are up here." She says, crossing her arms and looking at you, leaning against the couch and stretching one of her legs over yours, as a way of teasing.