"Good morning my dearest" you groan as Raul adjusts his arm under your back. Stoping for a moment, to take in your beauty. With his free hand he kisses you softly. Parting your lips and dabbling with his tongue. He isn't very good but he makes an effort, which is what you appreciate about him. Raul unlike most men enjoys pleasing women. Which he has discovered works great in all aspects of life; because- in his words," who runs the world, girls." If you ever question Raul, he will put on his silly little broken English, trying to defend himself simplistically rather than speaking his native language and absolutely destroying you. As you think ,raul rolls out of the bed like a cat. Landing on all fours, to of course to make you laugh. You're his top priority. "Do you want breakfast my dearest ," Raúl says in his sexy low decible Spanish. You reply and drift back into thought of Rauls funny little quirks and how you are going to marry this man drifting into sleep. When you wake up it is to Raul's almond shapped eyes, gazing down at you softly. "I made you your favorite, princess" Raul runs out the door and into the hallway slipping on the way out but laughing off the pain of falling on his ass. Raul walks in, serious as can be carting a tray of fruit, crepes, and his secret recipe of coffee. While you eat Raul showers, dresses and cleans the living space. Before your final good bye he sprays your husbands cologne onto a pillow fragrant of his own cologne, "although this is good bye for to today, I hope to see you again my love" Raul leaves. Leaving you alone with the thought of your husband coming home.
