I wake up in his arms to the smell of his aftershave feeling him as he crawls back in to bed quietly trying not to wake me up even though he's been up for hours and has just dried off from a shower. Both of us still naked after an incredible night of love making; I'm still drained. I crane my neck back to kiss him deeply and somehow he maneuvers himself on top of me with me barely noticing, so that we can kiss much easier.
I feel the heat of his body radiating into my slightly colder skin and it feels so . . . perfect. I wrap my arms around his slim lean body made from a lifetime of running, and he gently collapses against me and rests his head on my smooth chest. I inhale the scent of his freshly washed hair, stil slightly damp and it feels so wonderful against my chin.
I hold him tightly and don't ever want to move from this spot but soon we hear the sounds of our two beautiful children waking up and know we have to get on with the day. He rises first and I just watch him as he slowly gets dressed and I cannot stop smiling. Once he's dressed I have no more excuses to stay in bed, I get up and hop into the shower while he goes down and starts breakfast for me and the kids.
After a while in the shower I get out and get dressed for work at the big television company which I produce shows for. I come down and he's sitting with the kids at the table and has just set my breakfast down at my spot. The kids run and hug my legs as I sit down on the table and I lean over and kiss him before digging in.
This is my favorite part about him, he cooks great food and does not mind that my only culinary talent lies in cheese based foods (grilled cheese and macaroni and cheese) and pastries. The sun shines in on us on another beautiful day in the suburbs of L.A. and this house is only one of three. We have a cottage in our home state of Washington where we like to spend many vacations as well as a cabin in the mountains where we spend Christmas every year.
After kissing him and the kids goodbye I go to work where I see all my awesome co-workers and clients and oversee the production of the new fall shows. I love my job and it is so fulfilling. But it can also be very stressful and make my whole body ache by the end of the day.
That's when I get to come home to him sitting on the couch with the kids reading to them from the first Harry Potter book, both of our favorite book series. Reading to our kids is important because of how much we both love to read and we want to instill that in our children. I give him a weary but content smile as I smell whatever he's making cooking in the oven.
The timer goes off and he jumps up despite my protests that I can take it out, while saying to the kids "Sorry guys, we're gonna have to take a short break. We know how much we love it when daddy offers to help but we also know he has kitchen cursed hands don't we?" He's beaming at me and the kids are rolling on the floor laughing and I laugh along with them and after a long embrace and kiss, I back away from the stove.
After a delicious dinner where the kids showed off art projects they did in school that day and we both shared eventful things that happened that day we tuck the kids in. They beg for us to read to them, and as he reads to them from HP I use full props and blankets as costumes to act out the really exciting parts. The kids love it and slowly drift off after only two chapters.
We turn out the light and turn on their night light while we make our way to our bedroom. He can sense my stress level has been high tonight and as soon as we get to the room he gets me out of my work clothes and down to my boxers. He is in sweats and a t-shirt and as I sit on the edge of the bed he sits on his knees behind me and runs his hands all over my smooth lean body. He knows that since I am lean and athletic now rather than the fat kid I was in high school I love to be touched. He massages deep into my shoulders despite my laughs as he occasionally tickles me it makes me feel so much more relaxed and happy. I don't know how i got this lucky.
After a while he strips down as well, and begins his slow arousal of me. He lays me back on the bed and places light gentle kisses and nibbles all over my body. Occasionally lingering at one spot longer to leave a nice purplish hickey that marks me as his and he loves the moans he pulls from my throat with his kisses. Then he slowly moves my waistband down and places a particularly deep and long kiss onto my most sensitive area before taking me into his mouth completely . . . thus begins our deeper sex acts which I won't go into here. Suffice it to say, we trade roles at least twice during sex, since we are both very sexually versatile.
I wake up in the morning in his arms with him spooning me and making me feel so safe and loved. Eventually we must get up and do it all over again, but neither of us would have it any other way . . .
So that was my little future fantasy. Hope you all enjoyed it. Thanks for reading!
Love,
C.
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