The neighborhood party was in full swing at the community swimming pool. Booth was sitting with some of the other dads by the kiddie pool, enjoying his beer and watching Christine splash happily. Then something caught his eye.
His wife was getting out of the pool. She was wearing a modestly cut two piece suit, but she looked so sexy….the water running down her, the turquoise fabric clinging to her in all the right spots, those long slender legs, so graceful...he was mesmerized. Her swimsuit accentuated her breasts and hips well...perhaps too well. The best part was that she wasn't aware of how gorgeous she looked. She pushed her hair out of her face and started to towel off while talking to the other women. She reached down to dry her legs, and her cleavage was readily visible. Booth wasn't paying attention to the conversation around him anymore. He was thinking about other things, until he heard…
"Man, check it out.", said the guy next to him. "That turquoise swimsuit is something else. She's got it all."
"Somebody's been holding out on us. She's fantasy worthy." The second guy took a drink of his beer.
"Easy, boys...that's my wife you're drooling over." Booth's expression told them he was not amused.
"Seriously?" said the first guy. "You're a lucky, lucky man."
"I know...she proves it to me every night." He caught her eye and she walked over to him. "Gentlemen, I'd like you to meet my beautiful wife, Temperance Brennan. Bones...Bobby and Ricky. Are you ready to go, Honey?''
As they left, she asked, "What was that about, Booth?"
"I'm establishing my dominance in the neighborhood hierarchy as the alpha male with the most attractive mate."
Bones smiled. "Aww...you used anthropology. That's so sweet."