I couldn’t help but be a little afraid, but I knew he would never hurt me. I plaster on what I think is a seductive smile "Do you want a slice husband?' I say as I cut a piece of cake and put it on a platter. He seemed to mentally shake himself before smiling and walking towards me. He planted his lips on my forehead "Good afternoon wife of mine' "had a good day' I ask. He then hugs me tightly, "It is now' he says
I offer the cake and he takes it with gratitude. He takes a seat at the table as I bring him a fork, he immediately cuts through the cake and takes a bite. "Mmm…' he softly mummers, it was like the sound was directly whispered to my groin. That throb was back again to take resident but now in more parts of my body.