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boxing?”
“WHAT ARE you doing?”
James was stretched out on the bed, naked and waiting. Mandy had been in the bathroom for what seemed like forever.
“I’m prettying myself up.”
The bathroom door was closed, but James could hear the irritation in her voice. “You’re the most beautiful woman in the world. You don’t need to pretty yourself up. Get your ass out here.”
“One second.”
“Come on, baby,” James said. “This bed needs some consummation.”
The bathroom door opened and Mandy stalked out, taking James’ breath away with every step. The blue teddy was tight, the lace along the midriff allowing brief hints of nirvana beneath the see-through fabric. The thigh-high leggings were also blue, and the garters that drove James wild every time he saw them poking out from beneath her staid work skirts were somehow all the more spectacular when paired with the heady ensemble.
Mandy strutted to the end of the bed and struck a pose, tossing her blonde head playfully for emphasis.
“You’re beautiful,” James said, crawling to his knees and moving to the end of the bed. He ran his hands over the fabric, marveling at the way it clung to her body. The teddy’s underwire pushed her breasts up into heaping mounds, and he dropped a kiss on the quivering flesh above each one.
“You’re just saying that because you want to bang the headboard against the wall,” Mandy said.
“I’m saying it because you make my heart swell,” James said.
Mandy reached her hand down, rubbing it against his growing length. “I don’t think that’s what’s swelling.”
James slid his hands to her waist, kissing his way up her neck and brushing his lips against her ear. “You fill my heart with love each time you smile.”
“As sweet as that is, I was kind of hoping you would fill me with something else.”
James smiled, moving his hands down and cupping Mandy’s rear as he pulled her to him, holding tight as they tumbled to the bed. “Your wish is my command, wife.”
Mandy giggled as he rubbed his nose against her cheek.
“So, we don’t have to take those garters off to have sex, right?” James asked.
“No.”
“Thank God,” he said, breathing heavily. “The garters and stockings just make things more … fun.”
“James?”
“Yeah?”
“Stop talking.”
“Yes, wife.”
Eight
Mandy’s face was pressed to James’ chest when he woke the next morning, the faint traces of pooled drool pointing to a happy evening and a restful night of slumber. Her hair was wild, sticking out at odd ends, and the previous day’s makeup was smeared under her eyes.
She was still beautiful.
James glanced at the clock, scowling when he realized the alarm was going to go off in two minutes. He hit the button to cancel it before the loud beep could jolt his blonde awake.
“What are you doing?” Mandy mumbled, wiping her mouth and staring down at the spot where she’d drooled. “Oh, sorry.”
“I like it,” James said, giving her a quick kiss. “I love it when women drool over me.”
“Yeah, it’s very attractive.” Mandy sat up in the bed, catching a glimpse of her reflection in the bathroom mirror from across the room. “Ugh!”
James sighed. “I wish you could see what I see when I look at you.”
“Raccoon eyes and hair that looks like it’s been trapped in a hurricane for a year?”
“Perfection.”
Mandy’s shoulders slumped. “It’s hard for me to be mad at you – or make fun of you – when you say things like that.”
“Then don’t,” James said, kissing her bare shoulder.
Mandy glanced down at the teddy. “I need to get this off and get in the shower.”
“Do you have to take it off?”
“I am not wearing this to work,” Mandy said.
“Yeah, but it would give me something to think about while I was working,” James cajoled.
“How about I just go commando?”
“Sold,” James said, smacking her rear as he climbed out of bed. “Now, if you hurry, we can
“WHAT ARE you doing?”
James was stretched out on the bed, naked and waiting. Mandy had been in the bathroom for what seemed like forever.
“I’m prettying myself up.”
The bathroom door was closed, but James could hear the irritation in her voice. “You’re the most beautiful woman in the world. You don’t need to pretty yourself up. Get your ass out here.”
“One second.”
“Come on, baby,” James said. “This bed needs some consummation.”
The bathroom door opened and Mandy stalked out, taking James’ breath away with every step. The blue teddy was tight, the lace along the midriff allowing brief hints of nirvana beneath the see-through fabric. The thigh-high leggings were also blue, and the garters that drove James wild every time he saw them poking out from beneath her staid work skirts were somehow all the more spectacular when paired with the heady ensemble.
Mandy strutted to the end of the bed and struck a pose, tossing her blonde head playfully for emphasis.
“You’re beautiful,” James said, crawling to his knees and moving to the end of the bed. He ran his hands over the fabric, marveling at the way it clung to her body. The teddy’s underwire pushed her breasts up into heaping mounds, and he dropped a kiss on the quivering flesh above each one.
“You’re just saying that because you want to bang the headboard against the wall,” Mandy said.
“I’m saying it because you make my heart swell,” James said.
Mandy reached her hand down, rubbing it against his growing length. “I don’t think that’s what’s swelling.”
James slid his hands to her waist, kissing his way up her neck and brushing his lips against her ear. “You fill my heart with love each time you smile.”
“As sweet as that is, I was kind of hoping you would fill me with something else.”
James smiled, moving his hands down and cupping Mandy’s rear as he pulled her to him, holding tight as they tumbled to the bed. “Your wish is my command, wife.”
Mandy giggled as he rubbed his nose against her cheek.
“So, we don’t have to take those garters off to have sex, right?” James asked.
“No.”
“Thank God,” he said, breathing heavily. “The garters and stockings just make things more … fun.”
“James?”
“Yeah?”
“Stop talking.”
“Yes, wife.”
Eight
Mandy’s face was pressed to James’ chest when he woke the next morning, the faint traces of pooled drool pointing to a happy evening and a restful night of slumber. Her hair was wild, sticking out at odd ends, and the previous day’s makeup was smeared under her eyes.
She was still beautiful.
James glanced at the clock, scowling when he realized the alarm was going to go off in two minutes. He hit the button to cancel it before the loud beep could jolt his blonde awake.
“What are you doing?” Mandy mumbled, wiping her mouth and staring down at the spot where she’d drooled. “Oh, sorry.”
“I like it,” James said, giving her a quick kiss. “I love it when women drool over me.”
“Yeah, it’s very attractive.” Mandy sat up in the bed, catching a glimpse of her reflection in the bathroom mirror from across the room. “Ugh!”
James sighed. “I wish you could see what I see when I look at you.”
“Raccoon eyes and hair that looks like it’s been trapped in a hurricane for a year?”
“Perfection.”
Mandy’s shoulders slumped. “It’s hard for me to be mad at you – or make fun of you – when you say things like that.”
“Then don’t,” James said, kissing her bare shoulder.
Mandy glanced down at the teddy. “I need to get this off and get in the shower.”
“Do you have to take it off?”
“I am not wearing this to work,” Mandy said.
“Yeah, but it would give me something to think about while I was working,” James cajoled.
“How about I just go commando?”
“Sold,” James said, smacking her rear as he climbed out of bed. “Now, if you hurry, we can
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