It had been a long day, we both left home in the dark and returned in the dark. I was in no Screen Shot 2014-08-10 at 8.47.59 AMmood for anything but a meal, a warm bath and a glass of wine in no particular order. I was home first and decided on the bath first, I undressed from my work clothes as my bath filled. Next was the wine, I had enough time to sneak out and get the bottle and a glass, and there I was, stark naked in the kitchen as my husband walked through the door. He had organised dinner, which is rather rare, I tend to be the main cook in this household, he only arranges something when it’s a special occasion generally speaking. What had I forgotten? Am I being completely ignorant to something he sees as special? Does it look like I remember because I’m standing holding wine and a glass while being completely naked with a bath running just in time for his arrival? I had no idea but I was happy to go along with it.
I returned to the bath being near too full, I submerged myself with a hand free for the wine, it had been no longer than 10 minutes when Az came in telling me dinner is ready. I needed him first, he showered before standing at the edge of the bath, I wanted him to join, I kneeled in the bath and reached for his semi erect hardness. He was surprised, but was happy to enjoy. Holding his hips I began running my tongue across the tip of his cock, he was becoming hard quickly, I was taking him in my mouth slowly making his cock disappear. He used his hands to brush my hair away, I love when he touches me so tenderly, I began stroking his hardness with my hand, working together with my mouth, he was getting close, I gave his balls a gentle squeeze and massage then I felt his warm cum hit the back of my throat, I finished cleaning him off with my mouth and stood to meet his face. We kissed hard and he thanked me for being in his life. What followed was a very special dinner, a delectable platter of fresh seafoods, flirting and deep conversation.
We headed back to the bathroom, I wanted another shower to warm up before bed (it’s winter here) Az joined me and we washed and massaged each other slowly, I love touching his body, I am so attracted to my husband, I still can’t believe he is mine, he feels the same way. He got out first and dried off then took my hand to help me out and wrapped my towel around me, he began drying me in such a cute way, so caring and gentle. As we entered the bedroom he put a song on that I just love, it makes me want to dance every time. He smirked as I started to move my body to the beat, with sarcasm I said to him “your wife is an amazing dancer, she has the seductive moves for you mister” ending with a wink.
He was amused by this and started laughing.
“So you’re probably wondering why I organised dinner?”
“I was curious yes, I’m also really sorry if I’ve forgotten something special”
“No you haven’t, it’s just a little memory of mine.”
“So tell me, what is this little flashback you’ve had?”
Az: We were talking at work recently about the actual first time we laid eyes on our wives before they were our wives, it got me thinking and I do remember the main thing I was mesmerised by was this woman’s dance moves, we met in a nightclub of all places and she was the most confident woman I’d ever seen, she worked that dance floor like as if she could’ve been in her lounge room on her own, she had a few friends with her and they all seemed to be following this beautiful woman’s lead. I like to make memories with my wife and I don’t think I’ve ever told her actually how much I thought of her after that night until we met up again. The night I organised the dinner was actually the exact date of which we had met and I watched her dance.
I was so surprised by my husbands memory, at first I was a little embarrassed, I remember him approaching me that night and handing me his phone number and the rest is history. After laughing about how awesome my dance moves really were all those years ago we made love, it was amazing, it was slow then fast, energetic and passionate. I think this will be another of our annual ‘husband cooks dinner’ events for years to come.
Before sleeping we thanked god for allowing everything to happen in our lives just for us to meet that night. We are so blessed to have one another and I couldn’t imagine it any other way. It’s amazing how the little memories can make such a difference.
Bless you all x
I returned to the bath being near too full, I submerged myself with a hand free for the wine, it had been no longer than 10 minutes when Az came in telling me dinner is ready. I needed him first, he showered before standing at the edge of the bath, I wanted him to join, I kneeled in the bath and reached for his semi erect hardness. He was surprised, but was happy to enjoy. Holding his hips I began running my tongue across the tip of his cock, he was becoming hard quickly, I was taking him in my mouth slowly making his cock disappear. He used his hands to brush my hair away, I love when he touches me so tenderly, I began stroking his hardness with my hand, working together with my mouth, he was getting close, I gave his balls a gentle squeeze and massage then I felt his warm cum hit the back of my throat, I finished cleaning him off with my mouth and stood to meet his face. We kissed hard and he thanked me for being in his life. What followed was a very special dinner, a delectable platter of fresh seafoods, flirting and deep conversation.
We headed back to the bathroom, I wanted another shower to warm up before bed (it’s winter here) Az joined me and we washed and massaged each other slowly, I love touching his body, I am so attracted to my husband, I still can’t believe he is mine, he feels the same way. He got out first and dried off then took my hand to help me out and wrapped my towel around me, he began drying me in such a cute way, so caring and gentle. As we entered the bedroom he put a song on that I just love, it makes me want to dance every time. He smirked as I started to move my body to the beat, with sarcasm I said to him “your wife is an amazing dancer, she has the seductive moves for you mister” ending with a wink.
He was amused by this and started laughing.
“So you’re probably wondering why I organised dinner?”
“I was curious yes, I’m also really sorry if I’ve forgotten something special”
“No you haven’t, it’s just a little memory of mine.”
“So tell me, what is this little flashback you’ve had?”
Az: We were talking at work recently about the actual first time we laid eyes on our wives before they were our wives, it got me thinking and I do remember the main thing I was mesmerised by was this woman’s dance moves, we met in a nightclub of all places and she was the most confident woman I’d ever seen, she worked that dance floor like as if she could’ve been in her lounge room on her own, she had a few friends with her and they all seemed to be following this beautiful woman’s lead. I like to make memories with my wife and I don’t think I’ve ever told her actually how much I thought of her after that night until we met up again. The night I organised the dinner was actually the exact date of which we had met and I watched her dance.
I was so surprised by my husbands memory, at first I was a little embarrassed, I remember him approaching me that night and handing me his phone number and the rest is history. After laughing about how awesome my dance moves really were all those years ago we made love, it was amazing, it was slow then fast, energetic and passionate. I think this will be another of our annual ‘husband cooks dinner’ events for years to come.
Before sleeping we thanked god for allowing everything to happen in our lives just for us to meet that night. We are so blessed to have one another and I couldn’t imagine it any other way. It’s amazing how the little memories can make such a difference.
Bless you all x
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