One night, when I got home from work, I walked into the kitchen and saw that my husband Brian was cooking. Now, that might not seem like much, but Brian never cooks. Brian doesn’t even know how to cook. But there he was with pots going on every burner! He was even dressed for the occasion, wearing a bright blue chef’s apron. He was having a great time, smiling and singing. I asked him what was up, and he said, “I’m cooking dinner for my lady.” I looked around and teasingly asked, “What lady?” “My one and only,” he answered, “You.”
“Are you OK?” I asked, “Did something happen? You never cook!” “Well, I do now,” he said, “and you’re going to have the best dinner ever.” Grinning from ear to ear, he steered me out of the kitchen and said, “Go get comfortable, Joanne. Have a seat. Dinner will be ready in five minutes.”
I was really tired from standing on my feet all day but just then it didn’t matter. My man was in the kitchen cooking for me and making me feel very special. Still in shock, I sat down at the dining room table and slowly began to relax. Brian had turned down the lights and lit some candles, throwing a warm glow throughout the room. I leaned back in my chair listening to the soft music he had playing, taking it all in. Everything was wonderful.
Then Brian walked in with two dinner plates. He was so proud of his creations. I have to admit that the dish was somewhat unrecognizable. But he was so pleased with it, I wasn’t about to burst his bubble. “Wow, it looks great,” I said. “What do you call it?”
He said he just called it what it was: a little chicken, a little spinach, some carrots, some croutons, and some lasagna. He was so sweet. I told him it looked delicious and the aroma was making me really hungry. The look on his face said he needed the reassurance. No matter how it tasted, I was going to enjoy it… he had worked hard to do all this just for me.
He gestured for me to start eating and disappeared for a moment, coming back with a bottle of red wine. He poured us some and told me to taste it. I was impressed…. It was a good choice to go with his dinner. He was full of surprises tonight, because he never showed much interest in choosing wine before… that had always been my domain. He said it had taken him a while to pick it out and he was glad I liked it.
I could tell he was a little tired from cooking… he wasn’t used to how much effort it can sometimes take! I wanted to do something nice for him in return, so I moved over to his lap and hand-fed him some chicken. He laughed while he nibbled on it. I kissed him and then fed him a mouthful of veggies. When he was done chewing, I kissed him again. This whole “making-dinner-for-the-wife” thing was surprisingly arousing. One kiss led to another and then there we were, making out big time at the dining room table!
I stood up and swung one of my legs over his lap, straddling him. Holding his face in my hands and kissing him deeply, I felt him get hard. He wrapped his arms around me and slid them up under my blouse, stroking my back. I unbuttoned his shirt and caressed his chest, playfully licking his nipples. He unbuttoned my blouse and slid my breast out of my bra, lovingly cupping it and sucking my nipple until it was hard and erect. He unhooked my bra, sliding it off me, and I was naked from the waist up, rubbing my breasts against his bare chest.
Brian eased me off his lap and unbuckled his belt. While he took his pants off, I slithered out of my skirt. “Leave your high heels on,” he whispered. That made me smile. He sat down and I straddled him again, naked except for my fabulous high heels. It made me feel so sexy.
The food and the effort Brian had put into cooking were the best foreplay. I was completely aroused before he even touched my pussy. And Brian was hard as a rock. He gently slid into my moist body. It felt incredible. I clamped on tighter as he leaned me back and sucked on my nipples. I was intensely aroused now and it sent chills up my spine. He moved his hands down around my waist and thrust me up and down onto him. I leaned back, gasping for air. The pleasure was almost unbearable.
I felt so uninhibited and so loved. My body was responding to his thoughtfulness as much as to his touch. He gently eased out of me and we stood up. He turned me around and pulled my backside into him, wrapping his arms around me. As he slid into me again, I was smiling from ear to ear. This night was getting better and better. I massaged my clit while Brian thrust in and out of me, over and over.
I slowed him down because I knew I was about to come and I didn’t want it to end yet. I was enjoying this so much! Our bodies were fused together like we were one. Brian was squeezing my butt and I could tell he was on the verge of bursting. He kept saying “Oh yeah, Joanne, oh yeah…” He was in another world. We were both lost in the passion. The more I massaged my clit the more of him I wanted. I savored every tingle.
He was totally absorbed in the moment, rhythmically sliding in and out of me. A surge of energy shot through me, and I told him I was there! “I’m gonna come, baby!” I whispered, and he let himself go. We both peaked, my orgasm erupting through my entire body like a heat wave. I tensed tight as a drum, and then released, exhausted.
Flopping back onto the dining room table, I knocked over Brian’s dinner plate. He fell on top of me, equally spent. We lay there silently, catching our breath.
When we finally looked at each other, we burst out laughing. Wow. The combination of sexual release and laughter felt great!
I must say, even though Brian isn’t a very good cook, that meal will always be one of my favorites. It was far more satisfying than I ever expected. Maybe it’s because by the time we were done making love, I was hungry enough to eat anything!
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Another thing women really want from their man is honesty. They need to feel loved, desired, and romanced, but beyond that, that want to know their man is being honest with them. And they want to feel safe being open and honest with him too, which is a building block for trust between couples. Women say only when they completely trust a man can they be uninhibited and allow themselves to be sexually vulnerable. And that can open exciting new areas in a couple’s sexuality.
“I want someone you can trust and do lots of stuff with...nice things and sexy things.”
“I like confidence. And I'm looking for stability... long term... and no games.”
“Just don't lie, you know? If you have something to say just let it out in the open, because then women are gonna be more understanding and they're gonna like the fact that you're telling the truth rather than holding it from them.”
“I want someone who doesn't lie to me. Deception will absolutely make me crazy.”
“I guess honesty is a good one, because you really need to be open and discuss what things make you happy and what makes him happy. And the more open you are, really, the better it is.”
Most women say masturbation is a very private affair for them. They don’t share this with their partner unless or until they are very comfortable with him. This is partially because society hasn’t yet caught up with the fact that some women, like men, have a strong sex drive. Most women do masturbate… some do a lot, some only occasionally. It’s one way in which a woman gets to know herself better. What she likes… what feels best.
When a women knows it’s okay to show her partner how she pleasures herself, their sex lives get better. Women say their man’s sexual techniques can even improve from the experience. But it’s all built on trust.
Carol Ann found this out accidentally, when she was literally “caught in the act” by her boyfriend Lance… and it turned out to be an evening that strengthened their relationship…