"Nick darling, I want to go out with Ginny. Have a drink and then dance the night away." Nelly Jones grinned as she leaned her head against the door frame between the kitchen and the living room. A bang of her long brunette hair fell in front her face, she huffed, and using the hair band around her wrist, tied it up.
He looked at her forlornly. "Nel, but I want a night of watching Netflix with you?" Nick Matthews sat on the sofa looking like he was in charge, holding the remote as if it was a magic wand.
They had been together for nearly eight years, they met online, that first summer of adulthood after graduating university. That moment in time before looking for real jobs. They knew each other inside and out. They had emotionally also fallen into a rut.
Nelly's shoulders sank. "We did that last weekend?" She whinged. "I'm twenty-eight, not forty-eight."
"Yeah, but you have to agree it was fun?" Nick grinned.
"Nick, you played with my feet, then my nipples and vag all night and we didn't watch a single minute?"
"Yeah, but that was a good time?"
Nelly rolled her eyes. "Okay, yes, me coming four times in a row was exciting at the time. I guess. Shall I let her know I am too busy spreading my legs and you are playing with my pussy and making me cum all night?"
Nick looked up in shock and finally focused on her and showed some concern. "Maybe not that much detail sweetie?"
"Okay, how about I am just busy?"
"That's better." Nick smiled as the relief crossed his face. "As long as I can get between your legs and make you cum?"
"I guess so, it's a good thing I love you." Nelly forced a smile as she looked down at her engagement ring sparking in the spotlights that lit the living room. It had been given the year before. He had gotten down on one knee and been romantic. They knew that they needed to move their relationship on. But neither of them had quite found the time to start wedding planning.
It was one of the constant questions from their friends- 'When is the date?' with which they would reply, 'once we have bought the house'. It was a case of finding the money for both. They never quite had enough.
"I love you too. You can choose what to watch!" Nick happily smiled. "As long as I can stroke your feet?"
"Only the feet this week babes!" Nelly chuckled as she walked across to the sofa and leaned in and kissed him and securely held onto the elastic of her leggings as there was the predictable tap on her ass as a reward.
***
Nelly took a deep breath and looked across the room. "Nick, so, tonight, I want to go out and see Ginny. She wants to go get some food, and then go out on the town."
"Nel, but I want a night of eating hotdogs and watching soccer with you?" Nick whined.
Nelly's shoulders sank. "Hot dogs and soccer...again?" The lack of enthusiasm rang out.
"Yeah, it's fun?" Nick looked up with his face full of enthusiasm.
"Last time we stayed in you played with my feet all night and didn't watch a single minute of television?"
"Yeah, but that was fun?"
Nelly rolled her eyes. "Okay, how about I cook fajitas again and let her know we are too busy fucking tonight."
"Thanks sweetie. Ginny drinks and smokes too much, she is not good to hang around," Nick said with authority.
"It's a good thing I love you." Nelly twisted her ring around her finger anxiously.
