I was sitting on the couch, flipping through the TV when I heard the front door shut. My eyes moved from staring at the TV to the direction in which the door was. I got up, leaving the control on the couch and went to greet my husband. "Hey hon, how was work?" I asked softly, taking his coat.

"It was a fucking nightmare, some bitch wanted her computer fixed and it turned out she lost her charger," he grumbled angrily, taking his tie off roughly and putting it on a hanger.

I frowned as he informed me of his bad day, "are you serious? She could've at least looked properly." I slid off his blazer and hung it next to his coat. I ventured to the kitchen, my husband following me, and flipped the switch on the kettle.

"What about you, love? How was your day?" He asked, coming up behind me and placing a hand on my waist.

I tilted my head from side to side, "yeah, it was ok. A typical day in this household. Me being the housewife and cleaning up. Ooh, I did go for a walk today." I grinned, heading to the freezer to get the mince.

"Why'd you go for a walk?" He asked quietly, walking slowly towards my small frame.

"I needed to escape the house and I thought I deserved it," I admitted sheepishly. I continued to get out all of the necessary things for spaghetti bolognese and set up the boiling water in the pot, ready for the spaghetti.

"Well at least you're in a good mood now, right?" He smiled.

 I chuckled lightly, "yeah, that's true." I paused, "I think you deserve something a little ore than my spaghetti bolognese." I turned around and hugged him, resting my head on his chest, "you do seem a little bit tense, like you've worked a little harder than normal." 

He hugged me back, placed a kiss on my head and murmured, "yeah, it was all printing today," before going to the living room and collapsing back onto the sofa in exhaustion.

I hear the kettle go off and make him some coffee and accompany it with some digestive biscuits. I smirked to myself as I gave him his coffee and went back to the kitchen to check up on the water and mince. I heard him call to me in his deep voice, "hey, why don't you relax for a bit we're not in a hurry."

"I will after dinner, babe," I promise, " there's a few things I need to do before I do though."

He finished his coffee and came and put it in the sink, "do you need anything?"

I thought for a second and spoke, "maybe some wine?" He smiled, nodded and went to get some wine. I felt my cheeks heat slightly before I put the spaghetti into the boiling water and stirred the mince whilst adding seasoning and spices.

He comes back into the kitchen with a half empty bottle of red wine, "there's a little bit of wine here, you want any?"

"Yes please," I smiled softly. Soon the spaghetti bolognese was finished and I dished up two plates. I put the plates of food on the dining table and sit across from him. He stares at me a few times and smiles softly. We're in total silence, except the occasional clank of the cutlery against the plates. I sip at my wine and sneak a few glances at him. "I like evenings like this," I said suddenly, placing my glass back onto the table.

"Yeah, you don't need much to enjoy yourself," he said cheekily.

I chuckle at his comment, "not really, not when you're a typical housewife... but it's evenings like this that remind me of our first date." I smile and watch his facial expressions as he looks up at me.

"How so? Is it the wine?" He asks, slightly confused.

I shook my head softly whilst an amused smirk forms on my face, "no. It's the comfortable silence and you sneaking glances at me. Still to this day it makes my heart flutter."

He smirked, "I thought you never noticed."

I set my cutlery onto my plate and feel a blush coming. "I know but I do. I love it and I'll need to know what that smirk is for later," I winked.

"Why would I save it?" He asked, a confused eyebrow raised.

"I never said anything about saving, I'm just curious as to what the smirk was for," I explained softly. I stood up and took our dishes to the sink.

"It's just something I  do when I see your face," he shrugs. I chuckle and shake my head, walking over to him and placing a loving kiss on his lips. "Is that what the smirk is for?" he smirks.

"It is indeed, my love" I smirk, my face turning red as he slid his arm around my waist. He softly places his lips against mine and holds my lower back. My hands make their way up to his hair and I deepen the kiss. I slowly become needy for him and press my body into his front. He caresses my right cheek softly as we kiss and supports my waist with his left arm.

I pull back breathing heavily, "let's take this to the bedroom," I say with a needy smirk. He picks me up, my legs wrapping around him and takes me to the bedroom, shutting the door behind us. I unwrap my legs from around him feeling his hand on my back and my shirt lifting. My breath hitches as I felt his chilly hand against my back. I walk backwards, making sure he was following me, and sat on the bed. I unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it off to the side.

I lay down once I finished unbuttoning and taking his shirt off. He undoes my skirt and pulls it off. He kisses up and down my body teasingly, causing me to bite my lip in an attempt to prevent my quiet moans. He stops kissing up and down my body and I release my lip with a quiet sigh. He kisses me and holds my hips.

 I kiss him back and sit up, tugging at his trousers and eventually getting them off. I pull back to take a glance at his hard dick which happened to be only covered my tight boxers. I gasp lightly at how hard he is, only to be pushed back down onto our bed and ground on.

"Babe..." I gasp. I relax, letting a soft moan escape my lips as he ground on me. I pulled off his boxers and my own lace knickers. He pressed his body against mine and continued grinding against me. I grabbed the bed sheets tightly and breathe heavily. 

 "Mmmm..." I moaned softly as he entered me. He thrusted slowly and sensually. I always knew he loved to tease me but this was next level. I gripped the sheets tighter, my hands beginning to turn white, and groaned frustrated at his teasing. I whimper at the sudden feeling of emptiness and felt a soft kiss on my stomach, working their way down towards my core. He kissed, sucked and licked at my core; I flushed from both embarrassment and pleasure. 

"Ugh more," I moaned quietly. I felt him do his magic, increasing with his technique drastically. I moan loudly, bucking my hips. He inserted two fingers and felt around, trying to find that spot. After a few minutes I screamed with pleasure, unintentionally letting him know he found the spot. "Fuck!" I groan, dragging out the 'u'.

 He continued finger-fucking me, hopelessly trying to relieve me. I felt my walls clench against his fingers, moaning hopelessly and finally reaching orgasm. He brings his face up to meet mine and kisses me, lining himself up with my entrance. I gasp into the kiss at the sudden intrusion and turn my head to the side, breaking the kiss to breathe heavily. "Please," I beg quietly.

He begins to penetrate my body, his left hand softly turning my face towards his and kissing me. He switches our position so I'm sat on his cock and he's lying on the bed. I begin to grind slowly on him, my hands on the bed to support myself. I felt his dick grow slightly inside me, indicating  he was close. I slowed my grinding and massaged his balls, encouraging him to come.

He held onto my hips, helping me grind against him. He lift his hips up, causing his member to go deeper into me. He lets out a long breath as he becomes increasingly turned on. "Ugghh!" I groaned as I felt him go deeper than ever before. I squeezed my eyes shut and moaned deeply when he hit the spot. 

"Oh my god, Emily!" he groaned. He lowered his hands slightly as he threw his head back, continuing his thrusts.

I threw my head back and arched my back slightly, changing the position of his cock. "Fuck! Oh, Oh my god!" I breathe.

 He thrusts up once more, going the deepest that my insides would allow and moans deeply. "Oh fuck," he groans as he comes. I look down at him and whimpered quietly as he filled me.

 I felt like I was going to overflow, he filled me to the brim. "Oh wow!" I breathe, collapsing against his front, "that has to have been the best sex we've had in a while!" He nods in agreement, kissing my forehead.

 I turn and kiss his lips before smiling and snuggling into his chest, "I love you," I whispered.

He smiled and kissed me back before replying, "I love you, too." 

There was a chance that in about nine months we would have a child but that wasn't on out minds at this moment. All I wanted to do was shower and sleep, but I didn't have the energy to shower because I had just been fucked senseless.