Benedict
I stood in front of my wife as she lay there, biting her lip.
One of her manicured brows rose up in appreciation of my physique, her eyes branding my skin as she looked me up, and then down very slowly.
She lifted her hand out to me.
" Come here." She commanded.
I shook my head -No.
" Ben, you listen to me. Get the hell over here NOW!" She said in an authorities tone.
I just stared at her and shook my head.
" You are a dream, this isn't real. I haven't just had all of my dreams come true, it can't be real." I said softly, admiring her soft curves, her womanly scents.
She got up on her knees and crawled towards me, then stepped down off the bed to the floor, kneeling before me with her palms up, head down.
I did not expect her to do this, again. When we were in Mex
