I trail her hair, trying to calm her down. “It’s fine Selene. Just,. why don’t you take the rest of the day
off, ok? Tomorrow I’ll let Mrs. Tally you will not be helping out with laundry anymore, and I promise ,
I’ll lower the number of tasks I give you, Ok? How does that sound?” I say, as I tilt her chin up gently to give her a peck.
Her eyes watered, and her cheeks got blotchy red. “Really Blake? You’re not mad at me right? darling? ” she asks while gripping my shirt and pulling herself up to kiss me.
“No, I’m not mad. Now, dinner is almost ready, go upstairs and get yourself freshen up. I’ll meet you in a few hours while I call my tailor and head in to buy new suits. Please Selene, make sure to stay out of trouble. Last time you were in the kitchen you burned the food, so let the ladies take care of everything in there this time, Ok?”
“Ok baby… I’ll see you at dinner.” She leans upward and I give her a stern kiss. Interlacing my tongue with her. Fuck, I gotta get going before I do her here, now same shit happened last time in the office,
just because I didn’t want to pull away from her kiss.
I said goodbye, and went to my car. Took my keys, turned on the engine dialing Scott’s number and took off.
Luckily, Scott had a few suits in my size. Although most were too tight around my arms, and needed to be readjusted. I still got three good suits for the meetings I have tomorrow, and for this weekend, so I can take her out. I headed back to the pack and hoped dinner was ready. I’m starving.
When I got in, most of the members had already gone up to their rooms. Some of the younger kids were still in the living room doing homework, and others were in the media room doing projects or what not.
Mrs. Tally informed me that my Luna, Selene, was already waiting for me in the dining room. So I made my way giving her my bags to take upstairs. I opened the door to the dinning room that I had done just for me and her.
This room used to be a spare bedroom for whenever we have guests. But I really wanted a place where it would just be me and her, eating together.
It’s a fair enough size room, about forty or so square feet, maybe more. But plenty for the four seat table I had done, specially made for her in a mahogany red tint, with matching chairs. A nice princess chandelier hung in the middle, the whole room looked elegant and rustic. I went in, the lights were down low, she had the candles lite on around the room. The table was set with candles, rose bouquets, a bottle of wine, with two plate settings.
“Good evening, my dear husband.” She says, with all her wondering beauty. She is absolutely beautiful. Wearing a long skin tight red dress, a slit on her side that went all the way to her hip. I growled at the sight. Was she wearing underwear under that? She looked sexy as hell.
“Selene. Good evening. Is dinner ready?” I say harshly, narrowing my eyebrows. I was not going to let her see the power she has over me.
“Of course my love. Take a seat.” She says as she trails her fingers on my chest and grasps my nape. I claim her lips, wrapping one arm around her waist, the other tracing that long sexy slit on her dress. The kiss soon intensified, I can here her moan. I gripped her thigh making her bring her leg up by my waist. I moved her dress over to the other leg, exposing her soft silky legs before me. I place myself between her legs, I can smell her intoxicating sweet smell. I love the way she smells. I can never forget the way my dear wife smells. Honey suckle and magnolias. She smells so damn good.
After our intense scene, we decide to have dinner. I fixed my tie, unhinged my buttons of my sleeves and rolled them neatly up. I sat at my seat, took my napkin to my lap and took hold of my utensils and began to eat. She stood across the table, fixing her dress and interlacing her fingers through her hair to comb it back into its flawless state, and sat down to eat. Her face still flustered by our intimacy just a few minutes back.
“Blake?” She whispered across the table as I stabbed my fork on the flank steak and ran my knife across it to cut a piece off. Ignoring her call as I continued to eat. I don’t like being bothered when I work, or when I eat.
“Blake?” she whimpers.
“What, Selene?” I sneer, tapping my utensils harshly on the sides of my plate, making her jump in place. She narrows her sight down, sighing before she glances her sight away.
“N-Nothing, never mind. Sorry to bother you.”
“What, Selene? What did you want to say?” I demand for her to continue.
“Nothing babe… I just. I wanted to say I’m truly sorry for ruining your clothes. Next time I will be more careful, I promise. ” she says calmly.
Great, now I feel more of an asshole. I take my napkin off my lap, and place it in the table holding my hand out to her. I sigh as she makes her way and sits on my lap. I place my hands around her petite waist. One of her hands going over my chest and the other around my nape.
“Selene, it’s fine. Don’t worry about that anymore, ok? I’ve already spoken with Mrs. Tally, starting tomorrow you are off laundry duty, and maybe. maybe I have been a bit hard on you. As of tomorrow,
I promise…. I will lower your daily tasks, alright? how does that sound? Maybe you and I can both take
the day off tomorrow over all. I’ll take you shopping, you can buy whatever you want is that ok?” She
smiles bright, her smile as angelic and beautiful as can be.
“Really love? You’ll spend the day with me tomorrow? Promise?”