*Yuli's Point Of View*

"So how are things going at work babe?", I asked Ryan's, folding the last of little Carson's clothing. Ryan sighs and plops on the bed. I frown and walk over to him. "What seems to be the problem? ", "Thing's at the restaurant aren't so good. This economic set back is hurting us...", He stressed rubbing his face. I sigh and caress his face. "It will be okay... Just have faith... ", He smiles and kisses my free hand. "Alright... You're right", I giggle. "Aren't I always? ", He chuckles. "Hey why don't we ask Michael to host an event there? I mean since is some sort of celebrity... ", Ryan said, following me into Carson's room. I sigh and quietly put away Carson's clothing. Carson was fast asleep for his evening nap. "Yuli did you hear me?", Ryan asked, helping me. I sigh. "I don't know babe...I know how Michael and Marilyn are about staying away from publicity... especially Michael. ", I stressed, turning to him. "We're his friends, I'm sure he wouldn't mind this one time...", Ryan explained. "I guess... We can ask them when they come over.", I said walking out. "Wait why are they coming over again? ", I roll my eyes. "You never listen when I tell you thing's do you?", He shrugs. "I do it's just sometimes I don't catch everything ha-ha", I roll my eyes again as we enter the living room. "Well they are coming to drop the kid's off for tonight or a couple of hours...They are having a date night I guess", I said plopping onto the sofa. He chuckles and plops beside me. "No... Michael hasn't gotten any in awhile, So having a "date" will insure that he will", He joked. I giggle and hit his arm lightly. "Hush...Michael is trying to be romantic", "Yeah...He wants to say hello to Kitty", I glare at him playfully. "Would you hush!", He laughs. "Okay I'm done I-", "Aunt Yuli!! ", I heard a voice call from the front room. Ryan shakes his head and stands from his spot on the couch. "Dylan! My little man! What's Up?", Ryan asked as Dylan sprinted into the living room. "I'm okay big man, just swooning the ladies that's all", Dylan enthused, patting his growing afro. I giggle. "Hey handsome where's your parents?", I asked standing up. "They are grabbing Jordyn from the car, But Brandon is here!", He exclaimed grabbing my hand. I giggle as he drags me into the front room. "Hey aunt Yuli! ",Jasmine beamed. "Hey Jasmine, Where's Brandon?", "Right there.", She pointed towards the front door. I smile and walk towards a tall linky, younger version of Michael. "Hey college boy ", I teased. He chuckles. "Hey aunt Yuli. Thanks for letting us come over. Mom and dad need this little break", I nod. "Of course honey! What are aunts for?", I said hugging him. He breaks the hugs and helps Marilyn with the baby bag as she enters. "Thank-you honey bunch", She said, passing Brandon the bags. He nods and walks off. She turns to me. "Thank-you soo much Yuli. I don't know how Michael and I will repay you.", She sighed. "I do...", Ryan called from behind me. I glance back at him. I don't know if this is the right time. "Look I wanted to talk to you and Michael... ", He continued. Michael walks up. "Thank-you for watching them for tonight guys. We really appreciate it. ", Michael said, hugging Ryan and I. "No problem Mike, Uhh I wanted to ask you and Marilyn something", "Uhh sure what is it?", Michael asked, glancing at his watch. "Well I know you are pretty well known in this part of California and I was wondering would you like to host an event at Ryan's? ", Ryan asked nervously. Michael forces a smile. "Umm I'll have to get back with you on that one... Look we have to go but I promise to talk to you about that.", He said backing away a little. "Alright, Thank-you again. You guys are the best love you.", Marilyn said hugging me again. She hugs Ryan and turns to leave. I wave them off and turn to Ryan. "What?", He asked defensively. I roll my eyes and walked away.

*Michael's Point Of View*

"Michael where are we going? ", Marilyn asked as we climbed into the car. I smirk. "I can't tell you...", I teased, winking at her. She sighs impatiently. I give Bill the signal to start the car. He nods and obeys. "It's been a life time since our last date", Marilyn said, playing with my marital ring. I nod. "Too long... But Papa is going to make it worth the wait.", I beamed, stealing her hand. She sighs happily and leans on my shoulder. "Let me tell you two something now... No more baby making tonight... I will not go through what I went through last time when Jordyn decided to pay us a permanent visit. ", Bill joked. I glance at Marilyn. She was giggling. "Uhh I'm not making any promises... ", I said winking at him. Bill chuckles shaking his head. "Have mercy...", He breathed. I chuckle. He can be such a drama queen. The entire ride was quiet. But the good kind. I honestly wasn't romantic enough to make reservations for a fancy restaurant, but I think my plan for tonight will be just as beautiful. Bill pulls into our gates. "Michael... Why are we home?", Marilyn questioned glancing outside the window. "Mama you ask too many questions... Now close your eyes. ", I instructed. Bill makes a left turn into our backyard. "Are they closed?", Marilyn nods. "Michael, You are so cheesy... ", Bill intervened. I roll my eyes. "Your wife likes it...", I teased, winking at him. Marilyn giggles. Bill flicks me off, coming to a stop. "Alright we are here...", He said turning off the engine. "Alright... Now mama watch your step as you walk out okay? ", I instructed her, unbuckling my seatbelt. She nods and does the same. I quickly hop out and run over to her side. "I gotcha.. ", I said, helping her out of the SUV. She climbs out blindly feeling for me. I chuckle. "Girl in right here, Now take my hand", I chuckled out. She laughs harder as I help her maneuver through our backyard. I wanted to remake the scene in Lady And The Tramp. Which is my favorite movie. To accomplish this, I had pulled some strings to turn our backyard into a Italian dream land. I hired a few violinist and a professional Italian chef from uptown California. I had Bill and the other bodyguards set up a small table in the middle of the backyard, where Marilyn and I will enjoy a beautiful Italian cuisine. And surrounding our table is little lamps that are hung along the gate of our backyard. I also have candles surrounding our table on the ground. Yes it's a lot and took a lot but it's worth letting Marilyn know that she is still important. That I still love her and our romance is not dead. No matter what is going on in our lives. "Michael we've been walking forever can I open my eyes now?",Marilyn whines. I chuckle and grab her waist from behind. "Can I please just do my thing? Now calm down and let Papa rock your world ", She giggles. "Can we eat first? ", I laugh. "Girl... If you just hush", She nods as we approach our table. I release my grip on her waist. "Alright... Open them.", I instructed, cuing the violinist. They instantly begin to play the instrumental version of Celine Dion's, My Heart Will Go. Marilyn slowly opens her eyes. "Surprise mama", I beamed blushing a bit. She squints her eyes a little. "Michael... This is beautiful...", She gawked, glancing around after her eyes became accustomed to the light. I pull out her chair. "So are you... ", I Whispered in her. She cheeses, taking her seat. I couldn't stop starring at her as I found my seat. She wore a beautiful black, body hugging dress. It clung to her body perfectly. Not too tight but just right. She also wore her hair down in it's medium coils, she had only a bit of make-up on. flesh painted lipstick, smokey black eye shadow, and a little blush. I guess I had been starring for quite awhile because Marilyn began pulling at her coils nervously. I clear my throat and sat. "Sorry Mama... You just look amazing. ", I said answering her unasked question. She smiles. "Aww why Thank-you. You look delicious as well. ", She giggles. I smirk. "Delicious?", She nods. "Mhm, That's the look on your face. You look ready to pounce. ", I chuckle. "Maybe.... But first we eat!", I exclaim, snapping my finger. Marilyn shakes her head laughing. Within minutes Chef Morroetti appears with two plates. "Ricotta cheese lasagna.", He said, passing us our plates. Marilyn thanks him and glances at the meal. I thank him and wait for him to leave. He just stands up looking clueless. "Psst Morroetti... Can we have some privacy?..", I asked directing my eyes towards the patio. He gasps knowingly and quickly scurries away. I shake my head and glance back at Marilyn.

*Marilyn's Point Of View*

I can't stop cheesing right now. This whole set up is beautiful. I can't believe he did this all for me. I mean I don't even remember him going off anywhere to make all of this happen. "You like it huh?", Michael asked interrupting my thoughts. I nod, cheesing even harder. "Well I'm glad you do... I want you to know I love you. So much, you don't understand. ", Michael confessed, taking my hand. "Michael you don't have to tell me. I can see it", He blushes. "I want you to hear it, feel it, and see it.", "And I do...", He nods and retrieves his hand. "I don't know about you but I'm starving! ", He exclaimed, rubbing his hand's together while licking his lips. I laugh. "Way to keep it romantic. ", Michael chuckles, stuffing his face. I poke at my meal. I'm not big on eating new thing's, but for the sake of Michael I'll try it. I slowly cut into the pasta and take a small bite. My God that small bite was a piece of heaven. "Mmm this is...This heaven!", I moaned through a full mouth. Michael nods, still stuffing his face. "You know I want to try something... ", Michael opted, Scooting his chair around to mg side of the table. I swallow my mouthful. "And what's that?", He giggles and grabs his fork. "I know it's corny but I always wanted to do this...", He explained, taking a stab at one of my longer piece off pasta. I furrow my eyebrows in question. "Just scoot closer and lean in", He instructed, positioning the pasta on the fork so that it is equal in length on both sides. I do as he said. Next thing I know, I have a piece of pasta near my mouth and Michael at the other end."Bite into it...", He said clutching the other end of the piece of pasta with his teeth. I giggle and carefully bite into it. Michael does the same, slowly closing in on my face, ending in a kiss. I giggle against his lips. Michael breaks the kiss licking his lips. "How's that for romantic? ", He teased. "Okay okay, That was pretty romantic. And gross, you have sauce all over your mouth.", "Girl, Don't act like you don't like mg cheesy mouth.", I giggle, holding my stomach. "Michael, Papa you can't make everything sexy... It doesn't work that way... ", He raises his left eyebrow. "Well Miss know it all, You give it shot... Go ahead...Romance me...", He suggested standing from his chair. I nod taking on his challenge. "Alright Mister Jackson, Give me a minute. ", Michael shakes his head. "No..be spontaneous Babygirl, wow me...", He whispered in my ear. I shutter a little. The huskiness in his voice. I nod and walk towards the violinist. "Umm can you play something... Romantic...But saucy? ", They share glances, then nod. I squeal a little and return to Michael. "Spontaneous you want? Spontaneous you will get", I said taking his hand. He grins. "Girl, What are we doing?", I giggle, and place one of his hand's on my waist and the other in my hand. "Being spontaneous ", I replied, glancing over towards the violinist cuing them to began. They begin on this soft tempo, that makes you think of the nut cracker. I slowly began moving along to the tempo. Michael of course being as coordinated as he is, moved along to the slow tempo easily. "I didn't know you could dance..", Michael said breaking our silence. "Psh, I wouldn't call swaying dancing...", Michael smirks. "Well let's turn up the tempo", He said spinning me. I giggle as he dips me. "I'm supposed to be the spontaneous one", I joked as he pulled me into he chest. "Nothing wrong with a little help babygirl... ", He growled in my ear. I can't stop cheesing right now. The violinist, sped up the tempo as Michael and I spin, twirl, and dip across the backyard. I slowly lift my leg up to his hip, as he dips me again swinging me around a bit. We meet chest to chest as the tempo climaxes. I'm loving every minute of this. Making Love through this dance. Just as the music hit it's resolution, Michael twirls me outward with our arm's extended, only to quickly spin me back into his chest on the last not. Through heavy breaths, we maintained a long gaze into each other's eyes. The fire of year's ago still lingered there, taking our eye's, heart, and desire prisoner to love. "How was that for spontaneous? ", I breathed through heavy breaths. Michael nods still trying to find a decent breath. "That... Was more than spontaneous... ", He breathed, lifting my chin. "It was beautiful... ", He whispered against my neck. I smile as he teases my neck with small kisses. "Sexy...", He continued. "Spontaneous... And... speechless rendering...", He concluded, nibbling at the nape of my neck. I hiss in pleasure. "Michael... Thank-you for this night...", He stops and stares into my eyes. "You say it like it's over.", I giggle. "There's more?", He nods and leads me away from the violinist. "I want to remind you of how much you mean to me, How much I care for your mind, body, and soul", He said as we stepped onto the patio. He retrieves his hand and enters the house. I wait patiently smiling at Chef Morrietti who was still standing clueless. "You have good husband... ", He said through the silence. I nod. "I do...", He grins. "You guys Bang bang tonight eh?", I look at him crazily. "Excuse me?", He chuckles. "It Italian humor... Your bodies will beat for each other tonight.", I open my mouth to retort but Michael returns with a tray of sweets. "Follow me mama...", He instructed, turning away. I glance over at the Chef before quickly catching up to Michael.

*Michael's Point Of View *

I'm pulling out all of the stops tonight. Who knows when we be able to have a free night like this again? So for now, I'm making a great effort to please my beautiful Hershey queen. Marilyn follows me into the living room, where I set us a blanket in front of the fire place. Yes, I'm bringing the 'love making by the fire' back. Marilyn is cheesing like crazy as she glances around at everything. I set our strawberries and chocolate dip tray on the blanket along with the bottle of sparkling cranberry juice. Just because I don't drink, it doesn't mean I can't still be fancy. "Michael... This is like something from an old romance movie", Marilyn gawked, sitting on the blanket. I blush. "I know... I stole it from Pretty Woman.", Marilyn laughs shaking her head. "Oh wow... What are we doing with those?", She asked pointing to the strawberries and chocolate dip. I grin. "Well since you are like Hershey... I decided why not mix chocolate with chocolate. I'm the strawberries. ", I explained, taking a spot beside her. She cheeses. "Awe, I'm your Hershey? ", I nod and lean in to steal a kiss. "You're my Hershey. ", She kisses me back. "Would you like some sparkling cranberry juice?", I asked opening the bottle. Marilyn covers her face laughing. "Oh my God, I hit jackpot with a corny husband! I didn't know they serve these in wine bottles. ", I nod. "Yes, Whelchs are upping their game ", I hand her a wine glass filled with the sparkling beverage. "I love you so much Marilyn, everything I've done to you, I truly regret and apologize for. I don't know what I was thinking. Running from a great thing. It's wrong, I was wrong. But you gave me another chance. That's why I do the thing's I do. You deserve every bit of love I have to give. Thank-you so much, I love you.", I confessed, taking her hand. "So much...", I added, trailing kisses up her arm. "I love you too Michael.. ", She whispered, closing her eyes. I stop my kisses at her shoulder. "Open your mouth mama ", I said, pulling the tray of strawberries and chocolate dip towards us. She does as I said. I slowly take a strawberry and dip it. Turning to her, I slowly place it on her lips until she sticks her tongue to grab it. I chuckle at her failed attempt when the strawberry fell. Marilyn glares at me. "I'm sorry... That was just too funny.", I said holding my stomach, still caught up in laughter. "Why do you have to be an asshole... ", She pouted. I hold you my index finger. "Okay... Okay... I'm done... Sorry mama", I said, taking off my blazer. "Want to start over? ", She shakes her head no. "Awe come on, Papa likes his chocolate sweet not bitter, now come here", I said taking another chocolate dipped strawberry. She reluctantly opens her mouth. This time the strawberry actually makes it into her mouth. "See was that so hard? Now let papa Have a taste...", I said leaning into her face. She meet me halfway into a chocolaty kiss. I bite down gently on her bottom lip. "Your lips are so sweet mama ", I groaned. She kisses me again. "Really?", She whispered, climbing on top of me. I nod. "Very...", She kisses me again, then takes a strawberry. "Open", She instructed. I open my mouth and she slips the strawberry in. "Mmm I taste good!", I joked. She giggles. I hold her waist with one hand's and slide her dress strap from her right shoulder with the other hand. "How does double chocolate taste?", I asked seductively. She smiles. "I don't know... ", I smirking and grab the tiny spoon, that was next to the chocolate dip. Dipping the spoon in, I let it submerge in the chocolate before slowly lifting it up and running it over her shoulder. Marilyn giggles a little as the chocolate drizzled over her skin. Not wanting it to run over her dress, I quickly run my tongue over her shoulder. She hisses in pleasure. I smirk and repeat on her other shoulder, sucking a little. "Mmm",She moans. "You taste wonderful babygirl... I could eat you up.", I groaned, switching to her other shoulder. She hisses louder as I nibble this time. I stop after another minute of nibbling. "I want to taste the rest of you", I whispered in her ear. "No one is stopping you papa...", She whispered back. I smile and slide my hand's up her waist to her zipper. I slowly slide down the zipper, nibbling on her neck again. She tilts her head to the side as I nibble up to her jaw. Sliding her dress off her, I keep a admiring eye on her facial expression. She's on fire. I feel it and see it. "If you want it... why don't you taste it", She finally said licking my ear. I shiver a bit feeling the pressure in my pants. Damn this woman for being a vixen. I tilt her chin up and continue my chocolate routine on her neck and chest. Her breathing is shallow as I work my way down to her breast. I free her of her bra and gently lay her down. "Babygirl I'm so hot right now... You see what you do to me...", I whispered biting down on her shoulder. "Mmm I'm sorry papa...", She purred. I smirk and move down to her stomach, drizzling it with chocolate. I take my time licking her stomach up and down. She continues hissing and arches her back. I lean up to remove my shirt. "Papa... Can I eat you?", Marilyn asked leaning up also. I shake my head no. "No mama... I want my desert. I've waited awhile now, Maybe next time.", She shakes her head in disagreement. "I've waited too papa... I want to taste you now..", She said unbuckling my pants hungrily. I chuckle. This woman can be ruthless when it comes to lovemaking. I lean back and allow her to have her way with me. She pushes me down gently and tortures me with her tongue. I close my eyes and take it all in. Soon enough I'm bare and so is she. "Can I come down there?", She asked seductively. I bite my bottom lip. "Don't use that beautiful mouth of yours okay? ", She nods and slowly runs her hand down my stomach. I'm throbbing so bad right now. She smirks and began her massage. I hiss as soon as her warm hand touches the place that longed for attention. She smiles in satisfaction as she continued to put me on edge with her slow pace. "Mama... please... ", I begged taking her hand , trying to demonstrate what I want. She smirks and obeys. "Tell me what you want papa ", She instructed. I try to open my mouth but a moan escapes instead. "Ahh.... Ahh... please....faster", I whimpered feeling myself twitching. She kisses my belly button then follows my command. "Faster....I'm going to....", I moaned throwing my head back. She readily follow my command until I release my tension. "Oh God! ", I groaned, still climaxing. She cuts my breathing short with a long passionate kiss. "Shh papa They might hear you.... ", She whispered against my lips. I nod and slide my tongue into her mouth. She moans as our tongues mingled. I slowly lean her backwards, careful not to hit the chocolate and the strawberries. "My turn...", I growled, breaking our kiss. She bites her lip as my finger's crept into her throbbing valley. "Open up mama", I instructed. She does as I asked still biting her lip. I lean down and kiss her as my fingers roamed the unknown and ended her throbbing oppression. "Ahh... Papa.... ", She whimpered trying to close her leg's as She began trembling. I bite at her neck. "Let it happen... Let papa feel it.", I growled in her ear,opening her leg's again. "Mmm... Papa... I'm going to...mmm", She whimpered out louder. I pump faster."Let it out babygirl", I groaned kissing her jaw. Soon she trembles all over before letting go. "Ah..Ah..Oh God! ", She whined, still climaxing. I slowly retrieve my fingers and rub them on the blanket. I search for her eyes as I hover over her. "You taste beautiful, I said licking my fingers. ", She manages a giggle. "That's nasty...But sweet", She breathed out. I chuckle. "Ready for the finale?", She nods. I lean up a little and grab the bowl of chocolate dip. I hover it over her and drizzle it over her chest and stomach. Setting the bowl down, I scoot down to her stomach and work my way up, nibbling and biting as I pleased. She hisses and moans once I reach her breast. I tease each with my teeth and tongue. "God Papa... please just Fu-", I cut her off, pressing my lips against hers. "You know I will never fuck you... we make love...simple as that babygirl", I said starring at her. She caresses the right side of my face. "Then make love to me...", She whispered so lovingly. As much as I love her begging for me, I love her just simply asking for it without hunger just love. I lean down and kiss her. Slowly positioning myself, I maintain our loving trance. "I love you Michael I really do", Marilyn whispered. I kiss her forehead. "I love you too Marilyn", I whispered back, taking her hand's in mine. I slowly enter her instantly loving the friction. I don't know how she does it but it feels so good. "Mmm Mama I love you", I groaned inching inside. She hisses painfully a bit. "I'm sorry.... ", I whispered, kissing her jawline. She clenches my hand. "Just keep going papa", She instructed. I slow down until I'm all the way in. I continue to distracted her with kisses. "Remember our tempo?",I asked slowly starting a rhythm. She nods. "Just follow me and don't close your eyes.", I whispered still burning her with kisses. She nods as a small moan escapes. I chuckle a little as we awkwardly find that rhythm we had not too long ago. Marilyn sighs frustratedly. "It's okay mama just tell me what to do", I asked feeling her frustration. I feel bad knowing I can't get her hot right now. "Start fast ", She commands finally. "Are you sure?", She nods. I roll my hips into hers a little as I started the tempo she requested. "Mmm..... ", She purrs closing her eyes. I smile and quicken my speed. She claws at my hand's in response. "Deeper...Please papa", I follow her request and push deeper apparently hitting the right spot. "Ahh... Ahh... papa", She whined biting into my shoulder. I groan in pain. If she can't claw my back, she bites my shoulder's. "Damn girl, Don't take my skin out ", I breathed slowing down my pace to a slow grind. She rolls her hips along with my new rhythm. "Damn... I swear I'll never get use to this...", I groaned, enjoying the feeling over our sweating bodies clinging together. "Mmm...Papa I-I.... think they can hear us", She moaned arching her back a little. "Let them hear how I make my wife feel...", I growled tugging at her ear gently. "God papa....", She purrs tensing up. I feel myself twitching as well. "Can you hold it mama?", I asked slowing down a bit more. She shakes her head. "No papa...Faster and deeper...faster and....Ooh papa", "Alright mama....", I kiss her forehead and begin thrusting. The louder her moans, the harder I thrust. Soon she's whining and whimpering and I'm grunting as we reach climax. Euphoria explains this natural high I'm on when i'm making love to my wife. "Ahh!! ", She whines, finally releasing herself. I do the same a minute after. Rolling over to the other side, I pull her on top of me. "That...was... spontaneous. ", She breathed, laying her head on my chest. "Mmhmm...", I replied through shallow breathes. She giggles and swirls her finger around my nipple. "You... have a beautiful nipple Michael... ", She whispered still playing with it. I chuckle. "Thank-you... You have a beautiful little butt...", I said giving it a tiny squeeze. She giggles uncontrollably for two minutes before responding. "God I love you Michael... Why the in the hell did I try to forget you?", She whispered now glancing at me. "I don't know... but I'm glad you didn't... ", I said wrapping my arm's around the small of her back. "Date night fulfilled... ", She yawned. I nod and kiss her head. "Date night fulfilled...",...

To Be Continued...

A/N: Sorry I didn't update yesterday! I hope this makes up for it. It's like two updates in one! Ha-ha, Okay, vote and comment! Love you guys!

-Marilyn.E