Demi prepared some sandwiches and went to the garage where her husband, Wilmer, was repairing the car.
"Willy, I made something for you" She said, entering the garage.
"Thanks, nena" He said but did not look at her since he was really busy.
Demi sat down on a stool and looked at him. He looked so hot.
Wilmer was shirtless and he was sweating. She just couldn’t help but bite on her lower lip while gazing at him.
"Babe, aren’t you hungry?" She decided to ask him.
Wilmer turned around and suddenly, his face turned purple with a painful expression.
"Babe? Are you alright?" She asked him, immediately getting up and coming closer to him.
"No, I just hit my balls" He mumbled,clearly feeling a deep, strong pain.
Demi bit on her lip, trying not to laugh.
"Oww, my poor baby" She quickly kissed his lips and helped him to sit on the chair.
"Fuck…" He cursed.
"Does it hurt?" She asked, still holding in her laughter.
He looked at her in desbelief and she could not help but start laughing.
"Demi, it’s not funny" Wilmer pouted.
"I know, babe, I know" She answered and handed him a sandwich.
"Thanks"
"Does it still hurt?" She asked him and sat down on his lap. Wilmer sighed and wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Now that you’re so close… It hurts a little bit less” He said, giving Demi a cheeky smile.
"Do you want me to give your balls a massage?" She asked him with a wink. He laughed.
"I would love to, nena…" He winked back.
"Okay, love, but tonight" Demi kissed him and got up.
