16.) Of All the Gin Joints, in All the Towns, in All the World

                                    

                                          

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Freddie:
                          
I tried calling mum to let her know that Cherie and I would be picking up the twins today. Every time she would rush me off the phone saying for us to take some time to ourselves. As much as I love that thought and the fact that she cares so much about mine and Cherie's marriage, I miss my little beans! 
                          
"Let's just enjoy the rarity of our alone time," Cherie persuades me as she nestled herself under my arms. We haven't moved from the bed since we've showered. Laying next to her all day would make my heart content, but at the same time I feel like we both deserve a special date. 
                          
"Well, I suppose I can think of something for us to do. We'll just have to wait until after my therapy session today...that is, if Charla will even come back after we uh, rudely ignored the door earlier," Cherie nods her head in understanding. The side of her lip turns up into a small smile as she eyes me while leaving the bed. 
                          
"I'll just have a shower and let you make that phone call," 
                          
"A shower?," I smirk at her as I walk behind her into the bathroom. "Without me?," 
                          
She turns around to put her hand on my bare chest. The coldness of her touch against my warm body only makes me want to heat things up. 
                          
"Freddie, I can't even walk straight. My thighs are so sore!," I wrap my arms around her waist after she giggles while taking off her robe. 
                          
"Well, then it's a good thing we have that physical therapist on call now, isn't it?,"

                          
The wheels start turning in my mind as I try to think of the perfect way to spend our day together. Cherie is still in the shower as I try to sift through my closet for the proper outfit for this occasion. I decided not to call Charla after all, I'll remember to do so tomorrow. As for now, I've got a good idea in mind that I'm sure will please Cherie. At least, I hope!
                          
When she comes out in nothing but a fluffy towel, I look away quickly when it drops to the floor at her feet. Hurriedly, I skip into the bathroom to have my turn alone. There will be enough time mapped out for her pleasure, and mine, later. Oh, I've got plans. 
                          
"Freddie! You're taking so long in there!," Cherie's knocks on the bathroom door startle me and almost makes my phone fall out of my hands. "Have you fallen down the toilet? Hurry up!," 
                          
Her light chuckles ring out just as I hear her footsteps leave the door. My wife is always yanking my chain- a quality that only she can get away with. The truth is, I've spent most of my shower time on hold on the phone, waiting for the all clear for a private jet to be set up within the next hour. If I plan everything accordingly, tonight shall be a night the two of us will never forget. It's been much too long since I've taken her out the way she deserves. I've been too greedy to share her dazzling radiance with the gaze of any man who dares to risk his vision by oogling her in my presence. 
                          
I smile to myself at the thought of her smiling face beaming at me earlier, in all our morning glory. I set my aim to aspire to endeavor every single one of my efforts, to please her in that way every day, for the rest of our lives. 
                          
Hustling, out of the bathroom, now that all my plans have been arranged, I get dressed into a simple classic black button up and matching suit jacket. Making sure to put a few good spritz of the cologne I know drives her wild with desire- Aramis. 

                          
"And just where do you think you're going lookin so fine...," I bite my lip and quickly roll my eyes, before turning from the mirror to see my wife giving me the up and down.