I rubbed my sore waist but instead of complaining bitterly as usual, there was a slight smile at the corner of my lips. I narrowed my eyes in satisfaction and smacked my lips to savour the taste of our relationship. The more it happens, the more I get used to it. Or am I beginning to like the pain? Am I turning sadist? I frowned deeply and then shrugged. Why am I even thinking about that right now? It's a beautiful day, I have a wonderful husband, a beautiful family, lovely friends and a very healthy sex life. What more could I ask for?
I stretched out my arm and felt around on the bed. The other side was still slightly warm. He must've have been gone for too long but who knows where he went at this time?
I used my elbows to push myself up a little and grabbed my phone. I swiped a little bit thee was nothing interesting so I made to put it back down but I was stopped by a very conspicuous message.
[Oua district cafe, 2:00. ]
