You Are Still My Wife!

We dated only for five months until we got married. Today, frieze as my wife sits right next to me having dinner. I call it a wedding date. She is shy and calm. I know she is just trying to analyze her life all this time. She must be feeling the changes that came about in these two and a half years. I am so lucky to have her. Her pink lips are the cutest I have ever seen. She is a cute doll and I am glad she is mine. I will be the best husband for her and fulfill all her wishes. I could never let go of the smile that I go crazy about. She is eating less today. She must be conscious about me staring at her. She looks so beautiful and my life is already heavenly. I still cannot believe I married the girl of my dreams. We will make a good life together.

I wanted to give her some privacy in our new bedroom and therefore, I went ahead to take a shower in the guest room. I did remember to pick a few clothes on my way to the guest room but I forgot to take a pair of track pants or even a normal pant for that matter. The only thing I carried was an underwear that was pretty sticking to my body and the t-shirt was extremely loose. At least it covered my hard wood log under the boxers. By the time I returned to our bedroom to grab a track pant, Frieze already closed the door from behind and must have entered the bathroom already. Probably that is why she did not hear me knocking at the door. I blame her to show up this way in front of Mrs. Brook. I am fine in front of Frieze since she has already seen me and my everything. She must be really getting the awkward vibes from me as I am all ready to pull her into the bed and make love with her all night. I am not being a pervert. I am just being a romantic husband here trying to make his wife happy.

By tomorrow, we will be receiving our marriage certificate and all the legal procedures will be over. The hectic period will be finally over. A wedding is tiresome. So many arrangements and not just that, it is the time where your management skills are actually tested. From guests to decorations, from food to clothing, from venue till the time when you can actually be at home wearing just boxers in front of your wife, this is a hectic journey. I am free and can finally rest. I was particular about taking the responsibilities of the whole wedding as I am really bad at trusting people especially when it comes to something important exclusively related to me. In fact, the only person with whom I shared all the whereabouts about the wedding plans is with Frieze. Simon was always there practically and his wife indeed helped Frieze out with all her makeup, clothing and she was her bridesmaid.

They were actually classmates for as long as thirteen years. How did Simon did not fall for her after knowing her for so long? Well I am glad he did not. She is meant

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busy with shopping. She kept bothering me a lot like taking away my laptop while I was preparing the cost-data. I was frustrated. The fact was she was this clingy all the time really made me angry at her and kept me away from her. She was annoyed that