Before I even reached the front door I already knew there was a yummy meal waiting for me. Though its late and I'm tired, today is a special day. I turn the knob and and push the door open. I walk further in and the smell of cooked kogi shot up my nostrils. I slip out of my shoes and into a pair of slippers already laid out for me. I place my bag down and first look into the living room where the only thing moving was that annoying vacuum. I act as if I'm going to kick it and then walk into the kitchen to see my beautiful wife stirring something in a pan. She has yet to notice due to the loudness of her music streaming out of the headphones I bought her the other night. I walk behind her and watch over her. So adorable and a little nerve wracking that she hasn't sensed my presence. What if I was an intruder? She would have no clue.. I'll install an alarm system tomorrow. She stirs the ttokboggi that I love so much and ends up getting sauce on her slim fingers. If only I wasn't so tired, I'd take her to bed right now. I probably wouldn't get that far. And it's not like we've never done it in the kitchen before. I watch her of the sauce and something in my head just snapped. I wrap arms around her waist and ignore her gasp. I continuously kiss the back of her neck till she leans her head back giving me the okay to do more. I trail my lips up to her ear and nibble at her lobe and she responds by reaching around and sliding her fingers into my hair. Soon after I spin her around and to my surprise she lands her plump lips onto mine. I take in the kiss and regain my position by lifting her up and placing her on the counter behind us. Every once in awhile of our hungry tongue war she bits down on my bottom lip which I'm extremely sensitive too. I pres