Perfect Match

Getting Ready

Everyone was in their rooms getting ready for dinner. Wilbur had planned for everyone to eat so that he could outline the agenda for the trip. Tim was sitting on the edge of the bed without a shirt on, putting on lotion and trimming his beard. Liyah had just got out the shower and walked into the room in her towel. She walked over to her briefcase to pull out her clothes. Tim watched her walk by, silently whispering "Damn!"

He admitted that his wife was bad. She wasn't the skinny Aaliyah that everyone fell in love with back in the 90s. She was a full grown woman with curves in the right places. She had to be at least 145 lbs but it went well with her 5'7 frame. All those squats had her sitting right and her thighs were thick. Her waist was slim and her stomach was flat with a slight show of abs. Her breast were full and caused his mouth to water. Yes, Aaliyah Mosley was the S-H-I-T.

Aaliyah turned around and noticed Tim staring at her. She turned her head to the side and bit her lip. She also had to admit that her husband had it going on. He had changed a lot from when they first met. He was never a skinny man but now, he was filled with muscle. His arms were huge and his chest was wide and chiseled. He stood about 5'11 and weighed around 260. She shivered when he started walking toward her.

"You almost ready?"

She watched him as he passed by her to go inside his briefcase. She sighed in disappointment.

"Yeah, I just have to put on my clothes."

"Well hurry up. You know how you take forever."

"Whatever. You can go ahead."

"Now how would that look? Just go hurry up."

"You don't tell me what the hell to do!"

"Fuck this man! I'll be out the door. You got 15 minutes."

"Or what?!"

"Test me and find out."

He walked out the door and Aaliyah rolled her eyes. 

"The fuck he think he is."

15 minutes later... Liyah still hadn't came out their room. Tim knew she was really tested him. He walked back into their room to see Aaliyah dressed with her shoes on the counter next to her as she put the finishing touches on her make up. He slid into the bathroom before lifting Liyah up and throwing her across his shoulder. He picked up her purse and her shoes before heading for the door.

"Tim, this is fucking ridiculous!"

"I told you 15 minutes and you had to test me!"

"Put me down!"

"No. And be still. Stop wiggling."

When they got in the elevator, Liyah slapped him on the butt and he slapped her back on hers. He then put her back against the wall, holding her up with his body as he put her shoes on. She glared at him.

"You could put me down and let me put on my own shoes."

"Naw. I know how you do. I'd have a dint in my forehead right now if I did that."

She grunted, knowing he was right.

"Plus, I wanted to touch those sexy ass feet."

She rolled her eyes before she stopped struggling against him. When he picked her up, and laid her on his shoulder, she snuggled into it. He wasn't expecting it and stood there enjoying the feel of his wife in his arms. All too soon, the elevator opened on the bottom floor where everyone else was waiting. He put her down and they walked over to them.

Kidada threw her arms up.

"About damn time!"

"Blame ya girl here! She's to blame."

"Shut up! I had to make sure I looked good."

"You do look extra cute boo!"

Liyah smiled and strutted off like a model.

"Thank you darling, thank you! No pictures, please!"

They both roared with laughing while Rashad, Wilbur and Tim walked behind them shaking their heads. Liyah looked back at Rashad. 

"Shad, where's Amanda?"

"She isn't feeling well so she's going to get some rest."

"Oh goodness. I'll go check on her when we come back."

They got inside the limo and headed to the restaurant.