The Rich Man's Wife

Chapter 22

"Come here baby." Simon wrapped his bottom half with my white towel.

"I'm tireeeeed..." I groaned as I sat back inside the empty tub.

"Adele baby, you know you need to get dressed because I can't promise to ignore your sexiness..." Simon chuckled as he wrapped my body with my white robe.

"Carry me..." I groaned as he enfolded his arms around my shivering body.

"No need to ask for it baby, I will definitely do it." Simon held my chin and quickly pecked my lips before he carried me in bridal style.

After he sat me on the bed, he plugged my hair dryer and pulled out his huge white T-shirt.

"Are you still in the mood for breakfast baby?" Simon gently untangled my hair and dried it.

"Yeah, but I'm sleepy at the same time too..." I pouted and inched closer to his warm chest.

"You want me to bring the food here?" Simon untied my robe and slipped his shirt over my head.

"Nope, I want to watch you cooking... And oh by the way, aren't you putting some underwear on me?" I furrowed my brows at him as he slid my hand through the arm hole.

"Nah, waste of laundry..." He cockily wiggled his eyebrows and cackled.

"Fuck you Si... Your shirt is too short for a dress... And oh my God!"

"What baby?" Simon smirked at me as he soothed down my shirt.

"My peaks are visible in this shirt!" I scowled.

"Is that a problem?" Simon rubbed small circles around my erecting nippies.

"Fuck Simon! It's nasty when you're eating!" I pouted and laughed later on.

"I like it more when you're getting nasty my love..." He gently pushed me down on the bed, almost lying me in.

"Simon... I'm hungry... Really hungry..." I swift his hands away from the end of my shirt.

"I am too..." His hands slowly crawled under my shirt, gripping on my thighs.

"Ouch!" I groaned and squeezed his arms.

"Okay my angel, come on. I'm sorry." Simon leaned down to me and kissed my lips.

"I'll get back to you after breakfast." I wrapped my legs around his torso, breathing so close on his lips.

"I'm looking forward to it." Simon winked at me and we both laugh.

***

"What do you want Delly?" Simon said as he reached on the pantry.

Not to mention the great view from his tight fitting boxer that goes very well with his big bum.

"Delly..." Simon said in a singing tune.

"I'm sorry, what?" My reveries were quickly cut off when Simon turned around, hiding his glorious bum from my sight.

"You enjoyed so much..." He smirked as he stared on my peeking cleavage.

"Same as you..." My eyes went down again to his erecting shaft.

Why do we need to wear thin cloth clobbers?

"Where are you going baby?" Simon asked as I walked to the other side of the kitchen.

"I need a distraction..." I chuckled as I plugged my Iphone7 on my speakers.

Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas played on

"I just want you for my own... More than you could ever know... Make my wish come true..." I sang my own version and I was kinda amazed with the high notes I hit.

"All I want for Christmas is you..." I felt Simon wrapped his arms around my waist, joining me on the last line with his deep and raspy sexy voice.

We sing and dance till the song ended, leaving us panting and laughing our ass out.

"God baby! You sang better than Mimi!" Simon engulfed me into his warm strong arms and spun me.

"No way! You asshole!" I giggled as Simon narrowed his eyes on me.

"Oh Adele, don't even start it." Simon began to attack me with smooches.

"Stop it Christopher! It's almost lunch and we still haven't done with our breakfast!" I playfully slapped his chest, pushing him away from me.

"Alright, come on now my queen." Simon grabbed my hand and lead us back to the stove.

If I should have met Simon earlier, I wouldn't be considered as a cheating wife...

A/N: crappy chap, not in the mood, bye. Enjoy x

- A.