If you have read many of my stories, you know that I adore Marcie. Yes, I am in total love with the woman. That's why I put a ring on it. That doesn't cover the way I feel about her fully though. I adore Marcie more than words. It's more than just her looks also. Many think it's easy to love a hottie. The thing is if you love them just because they are a hottie, you deny the best parts about her.
Case in point, we were getting ready for bed. It sounds like a pretty normal activity, doesn't it? Marcie had finished her bath and was sliding into bed without a stitch of clothing on. Frequent readers know that except for when visiting relatives, this is our normal bedwear. So, I stripped out of my shorts and slid into bed next to her.
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Okay, I know I said that there's more to Marcie than her looks. I never said she wasn't gorgeous.
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The first thing I did was put my arm around her. She responded to it by snuggling against me. I was feeling pretty confident at that point. Readers also point out that there are times I can be a bit clueless, especially when it comes to reading Marcie's moods. So, when I attempted to slide a hand to squeeze her breast, she responded in kind.
"I didn't say you could put your hand in the candy dish, Romeo."
I immediately moved my hand. The last thing I wanted was a ticked off wife in bed with me. She then snuggled closer and put her hand on top of mine.