This taste good my wife moan as. she eat the pasta that I barely touch, my wife been eating for nearly minutes now and somehow I couldn't stop staring at her like a hawk, ready to pounce on her.
Why does she always eat like that, most people make faces, some just bang the table but my, just moan as if that not a problem itself.
Is it really that good I question her, because it almost sounds it like you making love to it.
Are you jealous she ask, smirking at me, no, that a lie, I am, I couldn't get my eyes of her, and that cocoa cream sense, make me more hungrier than ever.
Then why ain't you eating because am not hungry, oh really, Mike, we been marry for way to long for you to think you can fouled me.
Now tell me, am I turning you on, I feel her legs moving towards my crotch, her eyes glue to the fucking food, when it finally lend it there she rubes her feet up and down slowly torturing me, while eating and moaning her eyes still glue to that fucking pasta.
I bang the table not hard and loud to cause any scenes, but good enough to send a warning.
Princess don't start something we both know you can't finish, plus we have somewhere to go, so concentrate on your food.
And what if am not, what you going to do to me papi spank me, she look me dead in the eyes daring me, don't start with me mi amore, we both know what and where it will lead us.
I make plans for us and I plan to stick with it, now eat so I could treat you out my love.
Fine, she said, since you want to be a party pooper.
I finally start to eat my food enjoying the taste of the flavors melting inside my mouth, fuck it those taste good, that why I always use my grandma recipes, born and raised most of her life in Italy, she knows how to make a good ass pasta.
It might not taste as good when she makes it but close enough.
Am done, what I ask, done what, you barely eat anything, she rolls her eyes at me, Jaz, baby doll don't start that petty fight right now, eat more, or I will cancel the plan, and feed you myself, but am to excited to eat, am ready, she smiles at me.
Let go, eat some more mammy, am almost done, please, fine, you better take me on a ride I never been before, we continue eating until we clear out our plates, I pick up the dishes, ready to clean them up, while Jaz going upstairs to do something, probably changing, nothing wrong with her clothes, but I learn not to say shit about how a woman feel about herself.
After a good minute, I heard her coming back looking like a delightful sight to me, dang baby we going on a walk not a five stars restaurant, so what I can't dress nice for my man, no, it not what am saying it just you look gorgeous, give me a moment to change I be back.
We been walking and talking for hours, not caring about anything else, just us on our own little world, it feel so peaceful, the summer breeze of LA feel so peaceful and calm, and the mood feels good.
It been a while since I take my woman for a walk at the beach, around our compound, it feels refreshing, nothing our mind but peace, love and quiet, I miss the kids, I know they would have a blast, but right now at this moment, nothing can compare to this.
I love you don't you ever forget that, I tell my wife, I could feel her eyes burning at me but I just feel like at this time, it is the right thing to say, I love you to baby, no matter what life bring our way, I will never leave your side, it us forever, for good and bad.
I kiss her hand, holding her tightly, making sure I poured out my emotions, towards that embrace, let go, we have a whole day and life ahead of us princess, and am ready to show you all of that.