After having sex a few times, they felt hungry and decided to have a simple brunch and laid back in the room while cuddling each other.
The two of them were still wholly unclothed, and neither of them felt awkward at all. Instead, they found comfort and peace when the skin of their bodies touched each other.
Cathy snuggled closer with a sigh of pleasure when she felt her husband stroking her back with a light touch.
"Vincent, do you remember our first meeting?"
"I remember. At that time, we met on the bus, right?"
Cathy shook her head at her husband's guess. "Not that one."
"Then, which one?" Vincent tried to dig into his memory with a confused expression to make his wife smile mischievously.
"You said you loved me, but you can't even remember our first meeting." she pouted her lips as if pretending she was sulking.
