Bette

I love her, I love her, I love her!! Someone please tell me how in the world I deserve this..! Her..!! She washed me, scrubbed me, dried me, kissed me, loved me and my God she teased me. I close my eyes and imagine her again, how she feels next to me, her naked body rubbing against me. How she thoroughly lets me know just how much she loves me. Completely and unconditionally. She left the room butt naked, only with the familiar gleam of my wedding ring worn on her finger. The symbol of my undying love for her.. I lean on the sink for support, that ring accompanies her wherever she goes, clothes or no clothes, I accompany her wherever she goes, clothes and most definitely no clothes. I watch myself in the bathroom mirror, evaluating her drying, noticing shes left no area unattended. I visualize her coming into the room, standing behind me, wrapping her arms around me. Shed rest her head on my shoulder, plant small kisses on my back, gently stroke my belly and move her soft hands up to cup my breast, gently fondling. God, I hate to leave today!

I leave the bathroom to get dressed. Think this will be a short day at the office, ***** its already 1030 and I have no planes to stay unnecessarily long… now, where are those blue lee jeans I know drives her crazy.

Tina

I love this, pampering her, taking care of her, loving her Im so lost for words, I have her in my life, shes mine and not going anywhere. God knows, Im holding on to her with my life, never letting her go. I swear it feels like Im in heaven looking down sometimes, contemplating, wondering if this is real. Its too much for me to grasp sometimes.. My life couldnt be any better than it is this day, having her. Im waltzing around the kitchen in my apron, nothing else. I make her coffee, breakfast and then a little something extra for her to take to her office and open when alone.. I anticipate, wait and long for her. The paper is placed next to her plate, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and scrambled eggs is filling the room, the candle is burning, soft music is on the stereo, the late morning ray of light is sneaking in the window. Perfect. Nothing less for my baby! I imagine her sitting next to me enjoying breakfast, us enjoying each others company, her eyes would never leave mine, teasing me, her lips would slowly cover the food, and shed moan with pleasure as she takes in the delicious flavours, still unbroken eye contact. God, I hope shes not swamped with work Oh God, shes wearing those jeans