Against the Odds

15

A year later

Miranda stood in the hallway patiently waiting for Ben to come inside. She heard the car door shut and she got a little bit nervous. She hoped that this would make it up to him for missing his birthday yesterday and she needed it to soften him for the conversation they were going to have later.

Ben put the key in the door, turning back to Elijah. "Yeah, man. Walt irritated me today. You ask him to do one thing and it doesn't get done. I don't want to have to write him up, but I shouldn't have to keep having the same conversation with a grown man."

"Right." Elijah agreed as Ben opened the door.

Ben's mouth dropped at the sight of his naked wife. Her breasts were completely covered in white icing and rainbow sprinkles. Traveling down she was holding a cake in front of her vagina with candles lit. She looked fucking delicious.

"Dam," Elijah commented.

"Woah, woah," Ben shouted pushing Elijah back out the door and Miranda shrieked trying and failing to cover herself.

Heat flushed her face as she sat the cake down on the table where they kept their keys in the bowl.

"Damn." Miranda huffed. Why could nothing ever go right?

"Bro, I'm sorry." Ben apologized.

"It's nothing to apologize for," Elijah stated trying not to smile or blush. "I said it years ago and I'm going to say it again. Your wife is top tier."

"Excuse me," Ben asked, angrily. He didn't know if this man was referring to her body or not. He was pissed that he even saw her like that.

"No, not that, I mean that is too, but I meant--"

"I don't care what you meant."

"I'm just trying to say that she is thoughtful and spontaneous." He cleaned up.

"Yeah ok. " Ben stated, blowing out a breath. "So obviously we are not watching the game."

"Yeah." He laughed.

"I got to go." He blushed slightly.

"Go enjoy."

"Just stop and don't tell anyone about this."

"I won't. My lips are sealed." Elijah stated, showing the motion of zipping his lips. "See you tomorrow."

"Miranda." Ben called out looking around the house."

She opened the door to the hall bathroom and stepped out.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize you were inviting people over."

"I should have told you."

"Mia and Ben are with Tamera for a few hours. I was trying to make it up to you, but I guess it's ruined."

"Hey, hey," Ben shouted, grabbing her hand. "It's not ruined. It's definitely not ruined." He rushed pulling her into him. Miranda looked up at Ben as he swiped his finger in the icing covering her breast and immediately put it in his mouth.

"Mmm." He sounded, humming appreciately. Leaning down himself, he kissed and licked her nipples, tasting the icing as he went.

"This is even better." He complimented as he looked into her eyes licking his lips. Miranda looked at the icing covering her husband's face and smiled.

Pulling him up she kissed his lips to taste the icing herself.

"That is very good."

"Right. What kind of icing is that?"