I do not know who wrote this story but I love it.
A guy's wife wanted to know why is it when she is all touchy-feely and flirtatious, her husband views it as an invitation to sex. “Why can't it just rest at what it is and nothing more?” she asked. To demonstrate, one weekend he took her to her favorite clothing store at the mall.
They walked around a bit and when she asked if he liked a certain skirt he said, "Sure… wow.... I really like that skirt. Hang onto it!" She then found a blouse and they went through the same routine. A pair of slacks... same. Boots... same. After some time she had a fair mountain of clothing and accessories on her arms and she said, "Thanks honey.. I think I am done. Let’s go check out."
With a puzzled look on his face he asked, “Check out? Why do you see this as an invitation to buy all this stuff? Can't we just look at it all, touch it and feel it without actually making a purchase? Can't we just let it rest on your arms for a while and then go home and nothing more?"