That night my husband cooked me a very romantic dinner. While I was at work he had set up candles all over the house, and on our back porch. I came home around 6:30 and was very surprised to see my husband in the kitchen cooking in only his “kiss the cook” apron. I was extremely aroused, and wanted to jump him right there in the kitchen. I decided to wait until dessert for that however. I looked around at our house and noticed all of the candles that he had so delicately placed. He made me my favorite meal and I was so smitten. We ate on our porch, my husband decided to put on some clothes, but only after I made him promise to take them off as soon as we were finished.
Our first dessert course was chocolate fondue with strawberries, bananas, and whipped cream. It was so sensual feeding each other the warm chocolate and cool strawberries. After that we proceeded to the living room, where my husband had lit a fire. I tore off his clothes in a hormonal rage.
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