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responded, hugging him back. It was a good thirty seconds before the clinch was released.
Blake remained close and lifted her chin with his left hand. He stared deeply into her pupils, his own eyes shining like they’d done last night.
“I know you’re upset about our plans being dampened, but I’ll make it up to you. Just wait and see.”
Karen felt an urge to sexually attack her husband with kisses again and her face moved closer to his, he responded, doing the same. Their mouths slowly searched for each other’s, but as soon as they reached an inch apart, froze. Their eyes remained open, but who was going to make the first move? Karen couldn’t resist the moment and moved her lips to his, a touch at first, but then licked Blake’s lips with the tip of her tongue which caused a refreshing event in his trouser area. They now kissed in a lustful and erotic manner. It was like their first time kiss all over again. Karen’s tongue went through the motion of slipping in and out of Blake’s mouth as her right hand aimed toward his groin. She felt the lump and rubbed her hand over it. Blake was now becoming a victim of an over-sexed woman whose sexual appetite had increased by fifty percent in the past day. He reached for her wandering hand before it ventured into his trousers via the zip, backing away slightly, but not enough to send out the wrong messages. He was keen to continue this, but in a more appropriate room. “Stop for a minute,” he said, panting.
“What’s wrong?” Karen frustratingly replied.
“We can’t do this here. I don’t want Gene Kelly looking through the window and seeing my arse go up and down.”
“Gene Kelly?” she asked, scrunching her eyebrows in confusion.
“Yes. Have you seen ‘Singing in the Rain’, the movie with that bloke in it? He could be out there as we speak, his umbrella collecting raindrops. You never know, he could be.”
“Stop being stupid, that’s just a film, and not even Gene Kelly would be daft enough to step outside today. Trust me. Get your arse upstairs. If you can’t take me out then I’m going to have to find something else for you to do.”
Karen became very forceful in her choice of words. Blake did what he was told and forgot about the man in the movie.
The sheets were messed up within the first fifteen seconds of them touching down on the bed. Blake felt younger and younger as the minutes ticked by.
Karen’s excitement allowed her to take control of this sex act. She turned him onto his back before swift hands searched for the belt on his trousers. It was unbuckled before being pulled away from the item of clothing.
“So lover, what would you say if I told you I was going to tie you up?”
Blake’s mood at this time meant he couldn’t care less what she did to him. “I would say belt me, baby.”
Karen gripped his hands together, wrapping the belt around them and the headboard. Once secured, went on to the next step in her little plan. Blake’s trousers were undone.
Karen tugged at them until they slipped to his ankles. One more tug and they were off completely. She then moved toward him and Blake began to smile…
    The storm hadn’t slowed down as the time reached 7.00pm. For the past two hours Blake and Karen had slept, showered, and were now back downstairs looking bleakly at the rain drenched, monsoon-like street.
    “What are you waiting for, get in the kitchen and cook me something.”
“Okay, I will. Just give me a moment to compose myself.”
“Get in there, I’ll show you where you’ll find what you need.”
Blake wasn’t really known for his cooking skills so wasn’t surprised to see his wife follow. To Blake, the kitchen was a place of mystery. “Okay, okay, so I’m not very familiar with where to find everything.”
He looked inside the fridge and noticed a couple of nice, juicy steaks that Karen had bought for yesterday’s meal. He removed them and placed them on the table. He then smiled at his wife. “I’m going to make