From The Annals Of Spousal Pride

“The Bloomingdale’s model stops to buy a frozen yogurt. I hover several yards behind her. Behind me two men stop and stare. I can’t help but notice: they are staring at my wife’s rear end. ‘Can you believe that shit?’ one says loudly to the other. ‘That should be illegal,’ says the second. It’s as if they belong to some sort of sexual tour group, and she is a stop on their itinerary,” – Michael Lewis, from a TNR piece published in 1994 and now part of the magazine’s mini-pseudo-anthology of sex writing. I confess to being the editor who somewhat rashly published it. But then I also published “The Joys Of Presbyterian Sex.” Good times.

Another recent example of spousal pride here.