A Night of Passion and Revelation

She looked around and was satisfied with what she saw. Smiling, she went to their bedroom to put on the sexy lingerie she had ordered earlier that week. She had been planning this moment for days and had finally found the right time to show him what she was made of. How could he ignore her for almost a month? She just couldn’t take it anymore and was going all out to get his attention.

Mr. Jin was her husband, and they had been married for two years. Their sex life had always been good, but for almost a month now, she had noticed he was withdrawing and rarely touched her. Some nights, she would wear something very revealing to awaken his desire, but he would just kiss her and cuddle her to sleep. At one point, she thought he might be cheating. However, after thorough investigation, she realized she was wrong. Her husband loved her and showed it in many ways: surprising her with gifts, roses, and little love notes. What then could be the problem? she wondered. Was he impotent? No! She scolded herself for even thinking that. Whatever it was, tonight she intended to find out.

Mr. Jin had just returned to his office after a series of meetings. This had been his life for almost a month—nonstop work with barely any time to breathe, let alone relax. As he sat down to finish some paperwork, he remembered the message his wife had sent him earlier. He hurriedly pulled out his phone and opened it. It was a picture with a note that read, *“Come home, baby boy. Mama is waiting.”* He was speechless. His heart raced as he stared at the picture, and he couldn’t wait to finish his work so he could rush home to her. That woman—she sure knew how to provoke him. He missed her already.

As soon as he signed the last paper, the image of her message flashed through his mind again. Slipping his phone back into his pocket, but not before sneaking another peek at the picture, he grabbed his bag and car keys and headed home.

She was dressed and ready. She lit candles in the room, sprayed a sweet fragrance over the bed adorned with rose petals, and smiled as she reminisced about their second wedding anniversary when her husband had surprised her with something similar. Carefully placing a rose in her hair, she admired her reflection in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction. Her alarm went off—it was time. Just as she reached the living room, she heard her husband’s car honk. She sat on the table in the center of the room, her legs parted in a way that revealed her thighs and a teasing glimpse of her intimate curves. The door opened.

Nothing could have prepared Mr. Jin for what he was about to see. He always knew his wife was bold, but this was beyond his imagination. She was wearing a black see-through gown that left nothing to the imagination. He could clearly see her curves and her nipples. He swallowed hard, still in shock, when her sweet voice brought him back to reality.

“You’re home, honey. Come and eat,” she said seductively.

“Eat? Mama, I want to eat you up right…” he started, but his sentence trailed off as she stood up, kissed him softly, and took his bag. Then, she led him to the dining table.

“Oh, this is the food,” he thought, as the delicious aroma hit his senses, reminding him how hungry he was.

“Babe,” he said, smiling at her. She gestured for him to sit down. She had made rice and beef stew with fried plantains, paired with a glass of orange juice. They sat down to eat.

His wife had flawless, fair skin and a perfect body that could drive any man wild. While they were eating, he felt her foot slide up his thigh under the table, teasing him. It was impossible to focus on the food. Just as he was about to give in to his desire, she stopped him.

“No, baby. Mama put a lot of effort into making dinner, and she won’t be happy if you don’t eat. So, be a good boy and eat up,” she said playfully.

He wondered what kind of game she was playing but decided to humor her. Smiling, he continued eating.

When they were done with dinner, she began clearing the table. As she leaned over to pick up a spoon she had “accidentally” dropped, her teasing posture revealed everything once again. Jin’s desire flared as he watched, but before he could act, she was already walking to the kitchen. He decided to wait patiently for her return.

Five minutes passed, and there was no sign of her. He couldn’t take it anymore. He went to the kitchen to find her, but she wasn’t there. As he turned to leave, he noticed a note taped to the door: *“Meet me in the bedroom.”*

He practically ran upstairs, bursting into the bedroom. The room was dimly lit with red lights, and the air was filled with the same sweet fragrance. As his eyes adjusted, he saw her sitting on the bed in the same provocative pose she had struck earlier. Only this time, her legs were spread wider, and the rose she had worn in her hair was now between her lips. She tilted her head back, exposing her neck and a hint of her breasts.

“F**k,” he muttered under his breath, taking long strides toward her. As he got closer, he slowed down, savoring the sight. He smiled, bent down, and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. In one swift motion, he tore off his shirt, revealing his sculpted abs and toned chest. She couldn’t resist running her hands over his muscles.

She gasped softly when he pinched her nipples, but she quickly regained control, flipping him onto his back.

“Really, Mama?” he teased, laughing.

They both chuckled as she leaned down to kiss him. Tracing kisses down his body, she unbuckled his belt and took him into her mouth. He groaned, overwhelmed by the sensation. Just as he was nearing his climax, she stopped, hovering over him.

“Not now, baby boy,” she whispered into his ear with a mischievous smile.

Sliding off her gown, she revealed every curve of her perfect body. He ran his hands over her skin, marveling at her beauty. She positioned herself over him and slid him inside her.

“God, my wife is beautiful,” he thought as she began moving. Her rhythm started slow, but soon she was bouncing faster. He groaned, gripping her hips.

“Say my name,” he whispered.

“Jin,” she moaned breathlessly.

“I’m coming,” she cried out.

“Not yet,” he ordered, flipping her over so he was on top. He lifted her legs over his shoulders and thrust into her deeply.

“Jin!” she screamed as he drove them both to the edge. When she finally climaxed, he followed, releasing himself inside her.

Afterward, he kissed her lovingly and pulled her into his arms.

“Why have you been avoiding me?” she asked, looking into his eyes.

He smiled and replied, “We won the contract, babe.”

Her brow furrowed in confusion. “What contract?”

“The one with the London company,” he said.

Her eyes widened in surprise. “Babe! You didn’t tell me you were pursuing it!”

He smiled. “I knew how much you wanted to relocate to the States, and this contract gives us that opportunity. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to raise your hopes in case it didn’t work out.”

She hugged him tightly. “Thank you for being the best husband.”

“And thank you for being the best wife,” he replied.

She smiled, leaned into his chest, and drifted off to sleep in his arms.