Reminders of Love

            Two hours after they have eaten breakfast, Kevin and Kala are in his 4Runner, on their way to MGM Studios. Kala tells him that she has never been there before and thinks that will be a fun way to spend the day. By the end of the day, Kevin practically has to carry Kala back to the truck. After he helps her into the truck, he gets into the driver’s seat and waits until Kala is comfortably resting her head on his shoulder, before he drives off.

            When they get back to the house Kevin says to her, “You don’t know how happy I am that you are going to join me on this tour,” Kevin says.

            “Just as happy as I am, I imagine,” I say.

            Kevin glances at his watch and says, “You had better get yourself ready. We have a dinner reservation for seven.”

            “I hope it is casual, because I really don’t have anything to wear if it isn’t,” Kala comments.

            “All taken care of. Everything you will need is on your bed,” Kevin says, as he lightly slaps Kala’s bottom and urges her to go upstairs.

            “What have you done, Kevin?” she says as she walks up the stairs.

            “I hope you like it,” Kevin yells up after Kala. He is anxious to see her in the dress he purchased for her. It is a hunter green satin dress that he knew right away would look fabulous on her.

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            I walk into my room and my breath catches in my chest when I see the long flowing dress. I have always dreamed of wearing a dress like this, but never had any reason to. I quickly get dressed, do my hair in a beautiful style, I also do my make-up flawlessly and decide that I am ready to go. I don’t have a clue what Kevin has planned, but I now know it is something special.

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            Kevin gets changed into a suit, in a spare bedroom, and is waiting at the bottom of the stairs for Kala to emerge from their bedroom at the top of the stairs. As Kevin watches Kala walk out of the room she stops at the top of the stairs. She looks better than he imagined she would. He watches her slowly walk down the stairs and feels shocks go through his body as he takes her hand in his.

            “You look beautiful,” Kevin says as he stares at Kala.

            “I feel beautiful,” she says as she admires Kevin in his suit. She never can get enough of him. He looks good no matter what he is wearing. But she feels her legs go weak as she stands in front of Kevin. “Do you know how good you look in that suit?” she asks.

            “You like it?” Kevin asks.

            Kala doesn’t answer back with words. She lets her hands explore his chest underneath his jacket. Kevin places his hands on Kala's bottom, and presses her against his arousal. Kevin moves over to the railing for support, and brings Kala between his legs. She removes his jacket and continues to let her hands explore his chest. Kevin leans against the railing and doesn’t know how much more he can take. He finally grabs Kala's face and kisses her passionately. After a few minutes, they break apart, and look at each other breathlessly. Kala can’t help herself; her husband turns her on in a powerful way. She reaches between Kevin's legs and strokes his arousal. She smiles devilishly at her strapping young husband.

            “You're lucky I don't jump you here and now!” Kevin says in a low husky voice.

            “Nope, you have to wait until we come home tonight,” she says with a gentle giggle and smile as she backs away from Kevin.

            “And it is going to be the longest and hardest evening of my life,” Kevin says in a voice that matches hers as he puts his jacket back on.

            “You better not leave this house looking like that,” she says with a smile.

            Kevin looks down at himself and says, “What do you mean?”

            “Your aroused state is just a little obvious in that suit,” Kala points out.

            “And how do you suggest I take care of that?” Kevin asks as he moves closer to Kala.

            “You're just going to have to calm yourself down,” she says.

            “That isn't happening as long as you are here with me,” Kevin says as he takes another step towards Kala.

            “Okay, then I’ll just leave you alone, and problem solved,” she says as she starts to walk away from him.

            “Oh, surely there must be a better way of dealing with it,” Kevin says as he snakes his arm around her waist and kisses her neck.

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            I can’t help myself. I turn around to face my handsome husband, and initiate another passionate kiss. “Well, I can't have you leaving like that, so why don’t you get comfortable on a sofa in the living room as best you can, and I'll take care of it,” I say.

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            Kevin goes into the formal living room and reclines on the sofa, and closes his eyes. Kala walks in right behind him and closes the doors that lead into the room. He has some idea of what Kala is going to do, but is still shocked when she starts undoing his pants. Kevin has been sexually active a lot lately, but he is always extremely sensitive. He feels like he will explode the second that she places her mouth over his aroused member. He is able to hold back his climax for only a few minutes.

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            I stand back up and watch Kevin as his chest rises up and down quickly. I desperately want to feel Kevin inside of my body, but decide that it will be the best thing for both of us to wait for that. After Kevin has calmed down and made himself presentable again, he thanks me and promises me a night to remember when we get back. “So are you ready to go?” Kevin asks, as he escorts me into the front foyer, forcing himself out of a trance.

            “Are you going to tell me where we are going?” I ask.

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            “No, you will have to wait until we get there,” Kevin says, hoping Kala enjoys the evening he has planned. “Oh dear, Kala, I just noticed, you don’t have any jewelry on.”

            “I’ll go get some,” I say.

            “No, I have another idea,” Kevin says. He had stopped off at a jewelry store and commissioned three pieces of jewelry to be made, one is a copy of a heart-shaped diamond necklace that he had seen earlier, but felt the original design was far too small to grace the neck of his beautiful young wife. The other two are a pair of earrings and a bracelet, all with diamonds in them. He wants to give Kala with a small token of his affection before they leaves. He wants her to have something that will remind her of their relationship and how much he loves her. “I picked these up for you earlier this week,” Kevin says as he holds out his hand with three blue velvet boxes resting in the middle of his palm.

            Kala looks up at Kevin and then back down at he boxes. She looks up at him again and says, “What are they?”

            “Why don't you open it up and find out,” Kevin replies.

             “Okay,” I say.

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            I slowly reach my hand out and take one of the blue velvet boxes out of Kevin's hand. I am sure that Kevin can visibly see my hands shaking. I slowly open the box and jump as the spring-loaded box pops open. Tears instantly fill my eyes as I look at the diamond heart-shaped earrings, I love them and Kevin delicately places them in my ears for me. The second box I choose holds a diamond bracelet, and the third, a diamond, heart shaped necklace. I have always dreamed of having one just like it.

            “Do you like them?” Kevin asks.

            “Do I… Kevin, I love them!” I say as I look up at Kevin through my tear-filled eyes.

            “Well, let me help you put it on,” Kevin says as he takes the box out of my hands and takes the delicate chain into his large hands. I turn around and hold up my hair to make it easier for Kevin to put the necklace on. When I feel the diamond heart fall on my chest, my hand instinctively rises to my chest and holds it. “There, took my big, clumsy fingers a few seconds to get it on,” Kevin says.

            “Kevin, to whom have you been speaking?” I ask, as I turn around, still clutching onto the heart-shaped pendant.

            “What do you mean? I wasn’t talking to anyone,” Kevin says, confused.

            “I have always dreamt of having a necklace like this,” I reply.

            “Well I am glad that I can make a dream come true for you,” Kevin says.

            “Thank you Kevin! Thank you so much!” I say as I throw my arms around Kevin's neck and kiss him very gently.

             “You’re welcome Kala. I wanted to give you something before we left and when I saw that the other day, it had your name written all over it,” Kevin says.

            “How do I ever make this up to you?” I ask as I take the pendant in my hand again.

            “Just say that you'll always be there for me, Kala. I love you with all my heart and can’t stand to lose you,” Kevin responds.

            “Oh, Kevin, Darling, I promise that I’ll always be there for you, no matter what, you won’t lose me to anyone or anything except death in old age. We’re married, Kevin, I love you with all of my heart, mind, and body too,” I say.

            Kevin takes my hand and leads me out the front door. I am shocked when I see a stretch limousine waiting for us. The driver opens the door and Kevin helps me hold my dress as I enter the limo. “You really have gone all out, haven’t you?” I comment.

            “I want this to be a night to remember,” Kevin says, as he gets comfortable and puts his arm around my shoulder.

            “You are succeeding with flying colors,” I say as I lean my head against Kevin’s shoulder and caress his shirt beneath his jacket with my right hand. We engage in light conversation on the long drive to their destination. I tell Kevin about what things are going on at work, and we briefly discuss the upcoming tour. The management firm has gotten two guards for each guy and an additional guard for each of the girls. “Kevin, Darling, I must confess that while I love you to death, and want to be with you as much as possible, another major factor in my decision to come with you on the tour is Jason. I don’t feel that staying in one place for too long is a good thing with him out of jail. I can’t believe that with all of the evidence on record about what he’s done to me that the lawyer didn’t think that we could win the case and throw him in jail. The minute that he got the sentence the first thing he did was move into his Florida vacation house. That’s why I’m so grateful that there’s only a two-week break in between the tours, if it had been any longer I would have insisted that you and I go to one of my vacation homes that are scattered around the country,” I say.

            Kevin nods in understanding, and says,  “You’re absolutely right, Kala, I wouldn’t feel safe with you here by yourself, as Jason seems to be able to penetrate any and all security systems and we both know that he’s been out of his house and probably paid off his guard. However, on a cheerful note, I am quite happy that when we are able, the entire group and the security will be residing in your lavish vacation houses. Hotels are nice, but nothing beats the feel of an actual house, with a real kitchen and living room and bedroom, in addition to the fact that there will be no fans camped out in the main foyer like they so often do in the lobbies of the hotels we stay in. So, am I correct when I say that whenever anyone needs or wants to go somewhere, then they will be taken to and from the place by helicopter, van, limo, or bus, and several ‘decoy’ vehicles will also go out at the same time?”

            “Yes,” I say to him.

            “And the media will be let into the house for interviews, but that the idea is for all of us to be able to actually relax in the house as much as possible?” Kevin asks.

            “Of course,” I tell him. “All of my houses have plenty of room around them and pools either in the yards or inside.

            After an hour-long drive, the limousine finally stops in front of a restaurant called Rosa’s. I have heard of the exquisite restaurant before, but have never been here. All I know, is it is not a place I would go to eat on a normal night. The limousine door opens and Kevin steps out. He takes my hand and helps me step out of the vehicle.

             “Kevin, you didn’t have to,” I say as we walk up to the front door.

            “Sh, Kala. I know I didn’t have to, but I wanted to,” Kevin says as he holds the door open for me.

            A gentleman dressed in a tuxedo greets us at the door and Kevin says, “Reservation for Richardson.”

            “Of course Mr. Richardson. Please follow me,” the gentleman says. I become confused as we walk through the restaurant and are lead through a door, leading into a smaller room. “Mr. Richardson, the private dining room as requested,” The gentleman says as he stands to the side.

            “Thank you,” Kevin says as he hands the gentleman a tip.

            I look around the beautifully decorated room, and am beside myself. I have never seen anything so beautiful in my life. I release my hold on Kevin’s hand and descend down the steps. I walk toward the open French doors that lead to what looks like a balcony. Kevin follows me onto the balcony. He stops right behind me and rests his hands on my shoulders, as I continue to look out onto the lake in the back of the restaurant. Finally I turn around and quickly catch the tear that is running down my cheek.

            I look up at Kevin, and at that moment I knows that I have been right to marry him. I throw her arms around his neck and just hold onto him as though my life depended on it, and Kevin holds me with the same devotion. “No one has ever done anything like this for me before,” I say quietly.

            “I told you I wanted it to be a night to remember,” Kevin replies.

            “Yes, but you could have ordered in pizza and watched movies, and I would have remembered it,” I say.

            “I know you would have, but I wanted to do something special for you. To be honest I have done something similar for other girls I dated, and they were so unimpressed by it, Brooke acted like she could have taken it or left it,” Kevin says.

             “Impressed doesn’t even begin to explain how I am feeling Kevin. I don’t know what to say,” I respond. I graciously ignore the reference to Brooke, though it annoys me, and I don’t quite know why. I have had a suspicion that Kevin never really separated me from her entirely.

            “You don’t need to say a word. Your reaction says it all, Kala,” Kevin says as he lowers his lips to kiss me.

             Another gentleman in a tuxedo interrupts us before we get our kiss in. “Sorry for interrupting Mr. Richardson,” the waiter says. Kevin and I instantly let go of one another. “I will be your waiter for the evening. Can I get the two of you anything?”

            Kevin looks at me and I say, “I am fine for now thank you.”

            “Just give us a little while,” Kevin says, and the waiter disappears.

            A few minutes after the waiter has left them alone, I can hear music start. I look at Kevin and say, “Would you like to dance?” I take a hold of his outstretched hand and let him lead me back into the dining room area. We stop and Kevin takes me in his arms. I look up at Kevin as we dance, and wish I could read all the emotion in his mesmerizing green eyes. I rest my head on his shoulder and he says, “I love you so much, Brooke,”

            I lift my head up quickly, and say, “What did you just say?”

            “I said that I love you, Kala,” Kevin says.

            “No, no you didn’t,” I say.

            “Yes I did,” he insists.

            “You said that you loved Brooke,” I say.

            “Did I?” he asks.

            “Yes,” I say.

            “Oh, Kala, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” he says.

            “Is something up?” I ask.

            “I saw her yesterday, at least I think it was her,” Kevin says as he sits down.

            “Do you want to tell me about it?” I ask.

            “I was at a red light and I saw a photo shoot going on, it was on the beach, and I could almost swear that I saw her modeling clothes,” Kevin says.

            “Oh,” I say. “So you’re not entirely sure who it was.”

            “I’m positive that it was her, the moment I saw her all of my feelings for her came flooding back,” Kevin says.

            “And that’s when you bought the jewelry for me? And that’s what this whole day has been for? To prove to yourself that you made the right choice by not going after her?” I ask.

            “No, not at all,” Kevin says.

            “So it’s all been to prove to yourself that you love me more than you love her?” I ask.

            “Well, no,” Kevin says. He’s upset; I can hear it in his voice. I have to back off, before I hurt him. He called me by his former love’s name, an easy mistake, certainly not the first guy in the world to make that mistake. We sit down at the table and I hold him close and try to save what’s left of the night.

            “Okay, you know what?” I ask.

            “What?” Kevin asks, near tears.

            “We’re in a beautiful restaurant, on a beautiful night, and I don’t want to have an argument, so let’s just forget all about that woman,” I say as I hold him close and kiss him softly.

             “Okay,” Kevin says.

            “I really do love you, Kala,” he says.

            I look Kevin in the eyes, and I simply respond with, “I love you too.” I watch as a smile slowly forms on Kevin’s face. “Do you know how happy you have made me?” I ask.

            “I think I have some idea,” Kevin responds before he covers my lips with his own.

            A short while later, we order dinner and sit down to have a glass of wine. Well, for Kevin it is wine, for me it is water, as I still don’t like the taste of alcohol. Kevin talks about all of his favorite places in the states and all the things he wants to take me to see, and I surprise him by telling him that I’ve been to many of them, but am very anxious indeed to return to them. Then we get back home and I am ready to give him whatever he asks for that night.

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            His mind is still on making the night unforgettable for her, and making up for calling her Brooke. He is very disappointed in himself that he would make such a huge slip. Physical appearance is about where the similarities between the two women stop. Now that he is so removed from the situation he can see how cold Brooke was, compared to Kala. She would never have attempted to talk to Natalia, much less help her and Howie find each other. She wouldn’t have made any attempt to socialize with the fans any.

            “Come on. I think it is time to move up to the bedroom for the rest of the evening,” Kevin says as he looks down at the woman he loves.

            She takes his hand and follows him upstairs. He closes the bedroom door behind them and doesn’t even bother to turn the lights on. He likes the way the moon and the candles, which the staff has lit only moments before, are illuminating the room. He can see Kala's silhouette before him and has every intention of showing Kala how much he loves her. He gently puts his hands on her waist and she takes his cue by wrapping her arms around his neck. He quietly starts singing the song “I Will Always Love You” in her ear. They continue moving together long after Kevin stops singing. It just feels like the right thing to both of them. After quite sometime, Kala lets her hands roam up and down Kevin's back, letting her hands go lower and lower each time. As she cups Kevin's bottom in her hands, she can feel his arousal growing against her abdomen. As Kevin places light kisses on her neck, she whispers, “Make love to me tonight, Kevin.”

            Kevin moves his hands to Kala's back and slowly undoes all the buttons that are holding her dress together. When he reaches the bottom, he slowly brings his hands up to her shoulders and gently pushes the garment off her shoulders. He unhooks her bra as well. He takes her bare breasts in his hands and brings her nipples to peak with his thumbs. After paying special attention to her breasts, he lets his hands fall to the band on her stockings and he pushes them to the floor and lets his hands feel her bottom through her satin panties. He then slowly hooks his fingers into both sides of her panties and slowly removes them from her body. Kevin then takes Kala in his arms and carries her over to the king sized bed. As he gazes at the beautiful woman lying on the bed in the moon and candlelight, he quickly gets undressed and joins her on the bed.

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            I can feel my body temperature rise as Kevin joins me on the bed and lets his hands explore my body. I swear that he leaves no skin untouched. By the time he dips his fingers into my body I am ready for whatever Kevin has to offer. I gently tilt my head back as Kevin lightly begins to massage my sensitive bud. I go to take him in my hand, but he stops me and whispers in my ear, “Tonight is about pleasuring you. Let me do all the work.”

            “Why?” I question quietly.

            “Well, there’s the night in Germany that I have to make up for, and the other nights and mornings here, too,” he says.

             “Okay,” I say. I don’t want to rush anything, but I feel like begging Kevin to bring me over the edge.

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            Kevin continues to pay attention to Kala's breasts. His hands dance up her thighs and tease her for quite sometime, until Kala gets what she wants. She almost comes instantly when she feels Kevin's large fingers on her most sensitive spot. Then with one hand, he inserts three fingers inside of her and gently moves them around inside of her core, and he continues to caress her with his other hand. He isn’t sure how many times Kala has climaxed, but by this time, Kevin is fully aroused, and can’t wait any longer to feel her warmth wrapped around him. He positions himself over Kala's slim, lean body, and slowly enters her with one thrust. He gets excited when he hears a slight whimper escape from Kala's lips. He gives Kala a few seconds to adjust to his size, before he starts to slowly thrust in and out. He plans on making this a night that Kala will never forget.

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            It is always a shock to feel the full size of Kevin inside of me. I have never been with a man before Kevin, but from my friend’s tales, none are near as large as he is. But I never have any problem, because Kevin turns me on more than I can ever imagine any man doing. As he picks up the pace and starts thrusting faster, I can feel more and more pleasure. I am highly pleased at how attentive Kevin is to her needs. When he starts caressing me with his finger as he continues thrusting, it is as if Kevin can read my mind. With the manual stimulation, I can feel myself approaching the edge very quickly.

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            Kevin remembers the other night, when he wanted to make sure that she would consider it making love rather than sex, and how Kala responded so beautifully to be stimulated manually during intercourse. As she comes closer to the edge, he can hear Kala's breathing picking up, and she is now moaning his name. The sound of a woman saying his name during sex, is a huge turn on for Kevin, and brings him even closer to the edge. Kala holds onto Kevin’s back, she wants to dig her nails into Kevin's back as she feels her climax approaching, but like always, she forbids herself to do so. Within the next couple seconds, Kevin can feel Kala tightening around him, a sign that she is close to the edge. He picks up the pace a little and just as he reaches his climax, Kala throws her head back and moans as she climaxes as well. After a short rest Kevin finds he is aroused again and so, tenderly and lovingly he takes his arousal out on his wife.

            Kala moans as she feels Kevin's tongue trace a path from her neck to her breasts. He takes an erect nipple in his mouth and teases her while he massages another part of her body. He feels Kala's hand's clutch the blanket below him and knows she is close to her climax. He stops the massage that he is giving her, and positions himself between her legs, so he can continue with his tongue. As his tongue comes in contact with her, she quickly tenses, in an effort to keep herself still.  She brings her hands down and lets them get lost in his soft, black, spiky, hair. After a short while, Kala removes her hands from Kevin's hair and grabs the pillow above her head, as she moans softly, letting herself enjoy the orgasm that Kevin has so willingly given her.

            Kevin slowly covers her body with his own body and kisses her passionately. He slowly guides himself into Kala and inhales deeply as he feels Kala's warmth engulf his member. He starts thrusting very slowly at first. He does pick up speed, but tries his best to keep the pace slow and passionate. Now he wants this to be a night that both of them will remember. After quite sometime, Kevin feels Kala tighten around him and knows that it is it for him. He thrusts a few final times and empties himself inside Kala. He carefully climbs off Kala's body and lies on his back beside her. She rolls over onto her side and rests her head on Kevin's still sweaty chest.

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            I look up at Kevin a few minutes later and quietly say, “I love you,” only to find him fast asleep. I gently place a kiss on his forehead, his cheeks and finally his lips, and then I let myself drift off to sleep as well.

            I wake up first the next morning and go down to get some breakfast for my still sleeping husband. When I get back to the room the smell wakes him up and he sits up to kiss me, with his eyes still closed.

            I pull away from the kiss and says, “Good morning, Gorgeous.” He slowly opens his eyes and looks up at me.

            “Good morning to you,” Kevin says, his voice still deep and husky from sleeping.

            “I have a little surprise for you,” I say.

            Kevin puts his hand behind my head and brings me closer to him so he can kiss me. He lets his other hand find my breast and tease my nipple until it is erect.

            I pull away and say, “That is not what I have in mind. We can save that for later. I want to spoil you this morning.”

            “Well waking me up to make love to me sounds like a good way to spoil me to me,” Kevin says.

            “Very well,” I say in a playfully resentful manner.

            “On the other hand, I think you may be right, I probably need to eat something before we get into that,” Kevin says as he lays back down.

            “Oh, it’s too late for that, you’ve made your wish, and so it shall be granted, my dear. But honestly, Kevin, you won’t need a drop energy, I’ll do all the work,” I say as I straddle Kevin's naked body. “All you have to do is lets me know what you want.”

            “I am never going to be able to make up for your surprises in bed, am I?” Kevin says, as Kala leans forward and takes his nipple into her mouth for a moment.

            “You already have, my dear, you already have,” I say with an evil grin.

            As always, it is with no small amount of pleasure when I feel my husband come into a good mood for such fun. Though, I still think that he could use a little help. So I slowly kiss my way down his muscled chest and tense stomach. I lick his member like a lollipop. When I see Kevin grasp the bed sheets, I work my way back up, and Kevin strips me bare of my clothing. I lower myself onto his aroused member. A moan from deep within escapes from Kevin. It surprises me when I find that Kevin’s size overwhelms me, it was only a few hours before that we consummated our love for each other. I give myself a little time to adjust, but finally I am able to start to move slowly as Kevin reaches up and around my back. After a while, Kevin's hands move from my back all the way down to my hips, as he urges me to continue. Kevin begs me not to stop. Wanting to be a good wife to him, I focus solely on his desire and I wind up swallowing what would otherwise have been a very loud scream as I reach my climax with my dear husband; I collapse on beside him and try to catch my breath.

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             “Uuuuuuuuuuu,” Kevin groans in pleasure from the experience.

            “Well, how does breakfast in bed sound?” I ask.

            Kevin smiles as he tells her, “You know you are perfect in every way.” He watches Kala bring the tray up to the bed.

            “Oh you’ll find out my faults soon enough,” I say as she sits with her legs crossed.

            Kevin puts two pancakes on a plate and watches as Kala fills a bowl with fruit. “Are you not going to have any of these delicious looking pancakes with me?” Kevin asks.

            “I will just stick with fruit this morning,” Kala replies.

            “Not if I have my way Kala,” Kevin says as he cuts into the pancakes and brings the fork to his mouth. “Where does you learn to make these? They are amazing!” Kevin says.

            “My father used to make them for me every once and a while,” Kala says. Her head goes down to her chest with the memory of her father. Kevin holds her as she softly sheds some tears over it. “It took the staff a while to get the recipe right, but they finally did, in just enough time for me to lose my taste and enjoyment for and of pancakes,” Kala explains as she brings her head up again.

             “You’re holding out on me aren’t you, Kala. You’re like some master chef on the side aren’t you?” Kevin jokes. “The staff doesn’t even do the cooking, it’s all you.”

            “No, what you see is what you get,” Kala responds.

            “Well, if you put it that way, come here,” he says as he brings her on top of his semi-erect member.

            “Mmm, okay,” she agrees happily.

            Kala kisses her way from his lips down to his neck, shoulders, chest, stomach and ultimately his fully aroused member. She licks it for a few minutes, before taking it completely into her mouth. Kevin just moans and cries in pleasure as he grips the sheets beneath him. He can’t believe that his wife will do this, but he loves every second of it. He screams Kala’s name out as his skilled wife pushes him over the edge. She kisses her way back up his body and once he has come down from cloud nine, Kevin cuts some more pancakes and brings the fork up to Kala’s mouth.

            “Come on. You have to share these with me,” Kevin says.

            “No, I’m really not in the mood for those,” Kala tells her husband.

            Kevin finishes off all five of the pancakes; then he places the tray on the floor and places the bowl of strawberries and whipped cream on the bed in between them. He slowly drags a strawberry through the whipped cream and brings it up to Kala’s mouth, he’s trying to torture her and instead she just follows the berry’s track through the whipped cream nonchalantly. She licks the cream off of the very tip of the strawberry, then takes the whole thing into her mouth, and drags it out again, removing all of the whipped cream. Then she takes the berry back into her mouth and bites it seductively. She chews slowly, and moans audibly about how good it is. She knows that she is killing Kevin by forcing him to watch this and she laughs to herself about it. Kala gently giggles as Kevin places the two bowls on the bedside table and takes her in his arms. “You just look too damn sexy doing that,” Kevin says as puts her down on the bed and begins to make slow and passionate love to her.

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            I feel pleasure that is much more intense than normal this time, and I wonder why that is. I neither cry nor scream, but the pleasure is much more intense.

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            Kevin knows that she is feeling more pleasure than normal and he doesn’t give it so much as a second thought, he’s just happy that he’s able to please her so highly.

            “So, what would you like to do today?” Kevin asks.

            “How about if we just hang around the house and watch movies?” Kala suggests.

            “I love that idea,” Kevin says. They don’t even bother changing into their daytime clothes.            

            Half way through the first movie, the telephone rings. Kala reaches over Kevin to grab the telephone.

            Kevin isn’t sure who it is on the other end, but all he hears Kala say, is that they can handle it themselves, and that she has chosen whomever she is speaking to for the job because she trusts leaving issues like this in their hands.

            “What is that about?”

             “Another little fiasco in the office,” she says. “You know, I’m getting a little sleepy. What say we continue this under the covers of our nice bed?”

            “I love the way you read my mind,” he says.

            For the remainder of the day, Kevin and Kala remain in bed, watching movies. They sit in various positions like Kala sitting between Kevin's legs with her head resting on his chest or laying beside Kevin with her head resting on his chest. Kevin is always doing something like running his fingers through her hair or lightly running his fingers up and down her arms or on her stomach. Kevin will also kiss Kala's neck occasionally or cup one of her breasts in his hand. They keep it at playful teasing for the afternoon and most of the evening.

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             Throughout the movie “You've Got Mail”, I feel my arousal reach a point of no return. As Kevin plays with my nipple through my nightshirt, I turn my head and kiss Kevin. I quickly turn around and snake my arms around Kevin's neck, and intensify the kiss to let Kevin know that I’m not playing games anymore. Kevin responds by removing my shirt and taking a nipple in his mouth. As I straddle Kevin, I can feel Kevin's arousal and start to grind my hips against him. I help Kevin remove his T-shirt and slowly memorize every contour of his chest. Kevin gently throws me back on the bed and stands up to remove his underwear. He then quickly removes my panties and doesn’t waste any time. I moan when I feel Kevin's tongue on my most sensitive spot. Less than a minute later, I clench the sheets and scream Kevin's name as I climax.

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            Kevin's need is extremely urgent, because he quickly replaces his tongue with his member. He doesn’t start off slowly like he usually does, he starts pumping hard and fast and within minutes; they both scream each other's name as they reach their climaxes together.

            Kevin lies down beside Kala, glistening with sweat, trying to catch his breath.

            “What was that all about?” Kala asks.

            “I was hoping you would have done that a lot earlier. I kept teasing you in hopes of getting you turned on enough that you would attack me,” Kevin says.

            “Oh trust me, you did a good job of turning me on!” Kala says before she rolls over and kisses Kevin.

            “Well that was definitely worth the wait,” Kevin says in between kisses. Kevin brings Kala close and she rests her head on his shoulder, and they both drift off to sleep.