Rain Dance

After I had finished my work early,  I called my gorgeous wife Kellie, and she told me that she would be free in half an hour or so. I picked her up, and we headed toward home. She was looking cute as a little teenage girl in her white Indian embroidered kurta (shirt).  The weather was romantic, after a hot summer day when it gets cloudy in the evening, and a fresh breeze starts blowing. A couple who is madly in love would surely like to take a long walk hand in hand. I was getting excited for the same reason, and before I could plan anything Kellie asked me to stop the car to buy ice-cream. We bought a family pack of mixed fruit flavor and as always a giant cone of double filling with strawberry and chocolate. We love to share it, licking from both sides, we let our tongues fight playfully, which always ends up in a wild KISS. It may seem weird, but it is one of the secrets of our blessed successful marriage.

After the wild kiss, we reached home, and our children jumped all over us. They were in a cheerful mood and were listening to music and dancing. We started enjoying too, forgetting the office stress. We came out on our front lawn that is small but full of beautiful flowers; we were in the umbrella shaped shed in the middle of it. It started drizzling. Holding hands with Kellie and watching my kids having fun in such an enticing scenario made me feel like I am the most blessed person on the earth. All of a sudden the kids started demanding we dance too. We were not only surprised but also not ready for the blast. Though my queen is a perfect and charming dancer, she tried to refuse twice.

But as you know real men don’t miss the chance of showing love to their women. A pathetic dancer like me went on my knees in the very next moment and asked her to dance (I asked her with my eyes). She readily accepted the proposal with an enchanting smile; the kids started jumping and clapping. I put on one of our favorite love songs “Hero” by Enrique Iglesias. We danced out in the rain, holding her one hand and putting my other hand on her waist; we started dancing.

Soon our chemistry was turning hot under the light rain; we were looking deep into each other’s eyes. I pulled her closer and gripped her waist tighter, increasing the heat, and her passion for the dance and her love for me were on display. She put her arms around my neck, and I put mine around her waist as we swayed slowly. I began to caress her back, she could not take more and hugged me. The rain had already made us wet. I could sense her excitement through her erratic breathing on my neck and her hard breast getting crushed on my chest. She must have felt my hardening penis rubbing against her waist and pelvic region. Our dancing movements turned incredibly slow as we were embracing.

I whispered in her ears, “May this world pause at this very moment.”

Heading toward another magnificent kiss, she replied, ” I guess as angel’s parents we are a more romantic couple than the couple we were when we got married.”

I smiled as I knew it was a big truth, and we got lost in the KISS….!!