It’s been a long day already, and I want you fed, relaxed, and ready for me. When you’re finished, place your lube and the Hitachi wand from my ba... on the bedside table, and wait for me standing at the end of the bed.” It takes only a second for me to dig into the delicious, but cold, food. At this point, I don’t care. I want to jump through these hoops and into bed as quickly as I can. We both finish our food in record time. His amused suggestion of ice cream is met by my silent glare, before. I think it is her that I see in my near sleep visions when I am tired and lonely and very far from home.She once again calls to me and I can refuse her tender embraces no longer. I’d opened the china cabinet in my green room, my study and writing room and held the antique glass bottle in my hand. The glass Absinthe decanter was a rare one, an 1890’s era Daum hand-engraved cameo glass with silver gilt bottle that had a provenance originating from the hands of the famous French Art Nouveau artist. I’m 5’6″ tall and I weigh around 65 kg. I have round and still firm breasts which I am very proud of. I have a little secret to maintain them nice and perky. It is a story which we can share some other time maybe. My husband name is Prakash. He is a very conservative Hindu. Very muscular and brown in complexion, which I prefer to fair or dark. We had a beautiful love marriage after seeing each other for 3 years. He is 2 years older than me. When we decided to get married and asked for our. "I'm wearing a basque," I said poking my tongue out at him "so there.Did you get a good look then?" You bet I did," he laughed quietly. "And if you give the waiter a quick peek we can get away from here without leaving a tip." Luke!" I laughed in mock shock and sitting back in my chair "That's exactly what your father said the last time I wore this dress." I can't be wrong then." Luke laughed as the waiter came back to the table with our drinks.To be honest I was really enjoying the bawdy.