What A Kiss!

What A Kiss!

We had only been married for just under a year, so we were both disappointed that I had to go away for work – our first nights apart.  The weekend at the conference went slowly.  We spoke on the phone both morning and evening.  Amy was really thrilled when the flowers arrived that I had ordered.  Just like when we first fell in love, we’d take several minutes just saying our goodbyes!  Well finally Sunday’s training finished and I headed for the airport.  I called just before boarding the flight.  With a mouth full of burger (couldn’t resist), I let Amy know that I was about to board the plane.  “Well, I’m sure you’ll still be hungry for what I’m preparing honey!” She hung up.

The plane seemed to fly slowly, but finally we landed, I got the shuttle out to the parking lot and started the drive home.  When I pulled into the driveway I expected the door to open, but it didn’t.  I pressed the button, drove into the garage and got out of the car.  Again, the door into the kitchen didn’t open.  Strange.  I opened the door, stepped inside and called, “Honey, I’m home…”  No response.  I closed the kitchen door, dropped my bag and looked over to the candle burning on the table.  There was a note.  “Welcome home my prince, I’ve missed you.  Your dinner is all prepared in our room . . .”

I wondered what this meant, but walked through to our room with a smile on my face.  Breakfast in bed is one thing, I thought, but dinner in bed?  And I was still full from the burger at the airport, but that didn’t matter, I’d eat whatever Amy had prepared.

I entered the candlelit room, warm scent filled the air, music playing softly (our favorite Vivaldi).  As I stepped in, Amy spoke from behind the door, “welcome home, I’ve missed you!”  I turned to see her, I couldn’t wait.  She smiled sweetly, almost nervously.  She was wearing her white robe, but she had make-up on, and her hair was tied up, she looked gorgeous.  I pulled her close, starting to say “I’ve missed you,” as she moved in and kissed me on the lips.  Our lips seemed locked together and the kiss lingered for what felt like an age.  It was great to be home.

When we came up for breath we giggled and smiled at each other like lovesick teens.  “So, beautiful,” I began.  “Yes?”  She smiled.  “What’s for dinner?”  She smiled at me, “well, honey, I knew that you’d be very hungry and so I started working on something, but then you ate that burger, so, I…”  I interrupted, “I’m sorry, sweetheart, I should’ve…” She interrupted me by placing her finger on my lips.

“So I decided that I should prepare something different, something I know you haven’t eaten all weekend.”  I was starting to feel bad, after all, I was full whatever she had made, but I’d eat it just to see her smile more!  “So, here’s your dinner my handsome prince!”

With that Amy undid the belt of her robe, allowing it to fall to the floor.  Underneath she was wearing a gorgeous white negligee.  Then she removed a clip from her hair and let it fall down over her shoulders.  She playfully pushed me toward the bed, undoing my belt as she did so, leaving my pants to drop as she pulled at the buttons on my shirt.  As I fell back onto the bed I started, “well honey, I’ve heard of breakfast in bed, but…”  She stepped forward and straddled my hips, sitting on me, then said, “But this is dinner in bed!”

We kissed again, her smell driving me crazy.  I couldn’t believe I’d had to be away from her for a weekend.  I rolled her over, leaning close but holding my weight on my arms.  “Honey, this is not dinner in bed,” I smiled, “this is a feast!”  With that we fell into each others arms, giggling, kissing, hugging, holding tight.  Sometime later, perhaps an hour or so, I reached over and turned out the light.  Amy leaned over and blew out the candle by her side of the bed.  Deeply satisfied we both fell asleep, leaving the other candle to burn down into the jar on the dresser.

What a fantastic reunion!