It's Always Something

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Since I already prepared our dinner before I left out today, the only thing that I need to do is warm it up. I cooked Hassan's favorite meal for him: Baked Teriyaki Salmon, my specialty Teriyaki Crab Claws & Lobster Tails, with Steamed Broccoli. This alone should put a smile on his face and make him talk to me at least a little bit. The children are gone to their grandparents for the weekend so it's just me and him and I am actually excited about this quality time. When he gets home in a few minutes he will see his meal covered and ready to eat on the table!

I think that I will do something different tonight to spice up the evening. I bought a new piece of lingerie from Victoria's Secret and sheer robe to wear over it. It is a black satin and sheer teddy with a built in push up bra that makes my breasts sit up high and pretty. I am so anxious to see his face when he sees me walk down our staircase and enter our dining room. Maybe I can be his dessert if he's still a little hungry after his meal. When he sees me, he might want to eat his dessert first!

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Hassan walks up to the front door aggravated and bothered until he smells the cooked food ready for him to devour.

"I am home Mrs. Morris!" he says with a smile as he drops his book bag on the floor in front of the door. He walked into our half bath downstairs to wash his hands so he can eat.

"Dahlia! Are you home?"

"I'm coming, Hassan! Be down there in a minute." I yelled from upstairs.

Hassan walked into the dining room and his eyes lit up. He saw his meal waiting on him, candles lit, and two wine glasses on the table with a bottle of Pink Moscato. He rubbed his hands together and said to himself: "It's going down tonight!"

I walked down the stairs quickly to get to our dining room. I didn't want Hassan to grow impatient because his patience is at a minimum when it comes to me it seems like. Before I entered the dining room I dimmed the lights and sashayed my cute self to the table. Hassan stood up to greet me with a soft hug and kiss to my cheek like he did on our first date. He looked at me up and down and licked his lips as I sat down in my seat across from him.

"What is all this about?" Hassan asked.

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to see you smile."

"Thank you, Dahlia. I appreciate you."

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