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. Come on, let me take you out.I m in the mood for a bloody movie.Thebloodier the better. I take a quick shower to clean myself from the dirty feeling of being kissed by another manand to cool down the heat between my legs a bit and put on skinny jeans and a t-shirt.We go to the movie theater in the Westfield shopping mall, then eat ice-cream, and buy a newpair of jeans for him.He looks so sexy in them I consider sneaking into the fitting room to corner himfor a quickie there.The girl at the cash register can t stop giving him once-overs, making me shake my head inanger.What would I do if that girl happened to surprise him inside the fitting room and kiss him?Throw up and run away would be my straight options.Aware of the girl s hungry look and myjealousy, Adam grins at me, probably enjoying my jealousy.When he s done paying, I throw my arms around his neck and crush my lips over his.He ssurprised by my move but doesn t push me away.Is kissing allowed in this punishment of his? Iguess, yes. When we go back home a little before midnight, Adam collapses onto the bed, leaving mehigh and dry to myself.I toss and turn until I fall into an uncomfortable sleep.When I wake up in the morning, I find Adam already dressed and drinking coffee in thekitchen.Shit, I missed the chance of attacking him in the shower.I put on the shortest skirt suit I have, a beige one which is unfortunately barely above theknees.In the parking lot, he opens the door for me.When he is walking around to the driver s side, Ipull up the skirt so most of my thighs are revealed.I m sure he ll figure out that I purposefully did so,but so what? It won t change the fact that he ll see my thighs and will want to do things to me that llmake both of us happy and satisfied.He arches an eyebrow, snorting, as he opens the car door and is confronted with my bare legs. I m only hoping you re not going to show them to your employees.That s the whole purpose of thisabstinence. So, I say without looking at him. How long are you planning to continue this? I haven t decided yet, but as long as I can go, I guess. What does it even mean? If I can seduce you well enough now, will you change your mindand make love to me? What is the lesson learned in that? That I have an incredible seduction power? You re right.Let s decide on a date together.How about a week from today? What? No way.I m having my period in a week, I lie.A bit of manipulation won t hurt. That means an additional five days without being touched.It s too long. He can t stay away fromme for so long anyway.I shouldn t worry too much about it. It s no big deal.A lot of couples go a few weeks without sex. Yeah, couples who are about to file for divorce. He guns the engine and turns to me. You re exaggerating.Come on, it ll be fun.You ll see. Right.Fantasizing about your husband making love to you while trying to sleep is very fun. You fantasized about that? I roll my eyes and look away through the windshield.I have to find a way to have sex withhim before my ovulation day is over. I don t know how I manage to go through the day at work.I know, actually.Plotting plansabout how I can get Adam to have sex with me.I know a few of his weak spots, so I come up with alist of tricks I ll use on him to break down his guard.One week without sex is my ass.He ll be on hisknees begging for a taste of me in two days tops, once I m through with my list.I leave work an hour early to buy lingerie at Victoria s Secret, the first point on my list.I pickwhatever comes my way without even looking carefully; satin, laced, crocket, transparent, baby doll,garter belt, slip, red, black, and tan.Since I don t lose time picking the entire shopping trip, whichcost a thousand dollars, takes me about twenty minutes and leaves me plenty of time at home beforeAdam arrives.I quickly pick a white apron, which is semi-transparent everywhere except for the bra part,and put it on.The apron comes with a thong, but I stash it back into the bag with the other lingerie.IfI m seducing him, I might as well seduce him to cardiac arrest.After putting on blood-red lip stickand a brief brushing of my hair, I m ready to cook the dinner of his life.I hear the front door latch just as I open the fridge door.I stoop without kneeing to get somevegetables at the lowest shelf and give him the full view of my buttocks. Well, hello, there, I hear him say and chuckle.Straightening up, I wave at him and let him drink in my apron and what it s not covering.He pulls out a chair and throws himself on it. I thought you d be more creative than this?Giving me a show in transparent lingerie? I mean, come on. Not creative enough? Any man with a fully-functional penis would drop down to his knees,seeing this kind of lingerie on a woman. He laughs heartily, shading his eyes with his hand.Oh, he s so sexy while laughing. I m notsaying anything to that. Fine.Don t speak.Just watch me while I cook dinner. He stands and comes next to me, sending my heart racing with each step he takes toward me,and my nipples immediately perk up at attention.Too bad he s not looking in their direction. The menu for today is beef stew. He opens the fridge and takes out a bag of veggies, potatoes, and a big piece of beef shoulder. Here is all the food you need for the stew. I place the potatoes and vegetables in the sink to wash, then set about skinning them. You re cutting too deep, he complains when I start to peel the potatoes.I ignore him and goon with the potato-cutting torture.He shakes his head constantly, until I m done with the six hugepotatoes.Who eats so many potatoes, anyway? He complains about my peeling skills, or the lackthereof, when I peel the carrots, tomatoes, and zucchinis, as well.Why the hell do we have onlyveggies with peels? It gets worse, when I face the challenge of chopping the beef shoulder.I m noteven sure whether I need to cut it into pieces or just shove the entire thing into a pot.That is, if I canfind a pot large enough for that huge piece of meat.From the size of it, it looks like we ll feed anentire army.When I try to cut it into pieces, Adam pushes me to the side with his hip and orders me to putthe knife on the counter. If you cut yourself, I m gonna be the one who will have to explain how you injured yourselfin that revealing apron of yours.And I d rather not do that. He grabs a larger knife and begins to chop the meat.I have to admit the way his hands handlethat size of meat with ease is very hot and fills me with lust and heat in my nearly non-existent pieceof clothing.He s actually sexier in the kitchen cooking fully clothed than I ll ever be, be it withVictoria s Secret s help or totally naked.I m not sure whether I should be happy for having him as myhusband or disappointed at not being the desired one in our relationship. Your cooking skills are so poor I don t know why I even married you in the first place, hesays and winks.I know he s joking
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