Slow Love

Home Sweet Home

I slept most of the evening away and I am awaken by soft kisses to my face as usual. "Baby, do you want to eat some dinner?" "Yes Sweetheart, I'm not real hungry but I could have a light dinner. What did you have in mind?" He helps me up, putting my robe on and we head out to the dining room, "No Baby, I have dinner ready for us downstairs." So, we head down to the 'Little Kitchen'. I know he's got a romantic dinner set up for me since we did not get one last night. I just love it when he does this. Sure enough, the table is set with candles and rose petals, with two covered dinners waiting for us. I slide in and he follows me on the same side of the table. We have grilled shrimp with oven roasted veggies, a spinach walnut salad with a glass of wine and death by chocolate dessert. Perfect! Not too much, just right. I put my arms around him and kiss him, "Sweetheart, thank you. I just love this. It could not be more perfect." "Baby, I wish we could go out and celebrate, so this is the next best thing." "Sweetheart, I actually love this. This is so much more sweeter and romantic. It just doesn't get any better for me. I love you." "Aw Baby, you are so easy to please. I love you." We eat a quiet dinner and talk about going over to the new house tomorrow. I hope it feels better to me this time. We have some pictures up around the place and I will try really hard to accept it. Dancing to a few songs before heading back up to the apartment, he tells me, no come with me. We go to the studio and he sits me down on a sofa. "Baby, I made this new song for you, for our anniversary." He proceeds to sing it to me while the tape is playing the music,

Revelation [x2]

It's coming back to me now
You and I were meant to be together (hands down)

Revelation [x2]

It seems like you've always been here,
Now that you are, stay with me forever my dear

Revelation [x2]

If ever (if ever), there was ever
such a thing as time, oh baby
It's useless, so useless to me now
For in your arms is everything, in your arms, everything
An army of haters, one by one
will do what they will to everyone
but the task at hand until I see the sun
is to keep doing you until you cum, to revelation (revelation...)

(Can I play with it now?)

It's all coming back to me now, like it was deep in the ocean
I'll beat me sword into a plow, and share a heavenly potion
with my future queen...
Half east, half west, the truth's somewhere; lest inbetween

Through English glamour, casting a spell
Though Hebrew, Greek and Roman hell
higher 'til we understand, the colour of the Pharaoh's hand
(the colour of the Pharaoh's hand...)

Oh dear, that is so beautiful and meaningful to me. Tears start to fall. He comes to me and puts his arms around me. "Baby, don't cry. I made this for us. Can I play it again and dance with you?" He stands and pulls me up into his arms, we dance to it again with him singing in my ear. I respond to his words, kissing his neck and mmm-huh to the lyrics. He made this song just for me and what a beautiful, thoughtful gift. The greatest gift he could ever give me. The song finishes and my head is resting on his shoulder. He kisses me, "Baby I love you. Can we go upstairs and keep doing it until you cum?" "Sweetheart, I'm going to do you till you cum right here." I pull him over to the sofa and sit down, looking directly at his manhood. I slowly unbutton, unzip his pants, and Mr Happy was ready for me. I pull him closer to me and hold his hands, brushing over the tip with my soft lips. He shudders and quivers trying to move my hands to his member. My fingers are intertwined in his, I take one hand and grasp him tightly. He lets out a moan trying to place his hand over mine, I release my grip and sit back. "Go ahead, I'll watch." Pulling my hand intertwined in his, "No, no, no Baby. I'm sorry. It just felt so good. Don't stop." Placing his hand on my neck trying to coax me to continue. I take my hand and grasp him again, his hand on my neck and jaw. I take to task pleasuring him the way he loves me to until he exploded to the moon and back. I stroked his aftershock and rested my hand intertwined with his on his hip while massaging his jewels to relax. My head is pressed to his upper thigh. He is holding my head and singing me praises. "Baby, it's my turn to pleasure you." I lean back on the sofa, drawing my feet up on the cushions, "Come and get it, Sweetheart." I spin my hand above my head like I'm twirling a lasso and act like I lassoed him and pulling him into me. He just bursts out laughing. "Baby, there is never a dull moment with you. I love you more each day." He sits on the sofa taking off his shoes and pants as I lean back, admiring that beautiful body whilst he takes off his shirt. "Mum-hum" He pulls me to him and takes off my robe, unbuttons my nightgown. Yeah, I was still in my robe and nightgown from this morning, no panties or bra, so we are good to go. He pulls me into an embrace, whispering softly in my ear, "Baby, you are so much fun and this last year, you have filled my life with all the love, joy and happiness I could ever want or need. I love you." "Sweetheart, I love you so much. I never have enough fun with you. Loving you is my joy and happiness. Thank you for loving me as much as you do." I lean back to look into his eyes, our lips brush and seal into a very passionate kiss. Falling back into the sofa, he pleasures me many times before he pleasures me with his body. If these walls could talk in his studio, they have seen more sex than a porn theater. We held each other for awhile on the sofa, until we returned from whatever planet we took outta there for. "Baby, let's head upstairs for the evening." He helps me up and we put our clothes back on.