“It might be a minute.” Luisa said. “I need to put dinner in the oven first.”
“That’s OK,” he replied. “I will just close my eyes for a minute while I wait.”
When Luisa entered the bedroom after fixing dinner, she wasn’t really surprised to see Joe asleep on the bed. She had planned to come in and make love to him, but he was so peaceful, she couldn’t bring herself to wake him.
She simply got undressed and lay down next to him, her head on his shoulder with his arm wrapped around her body. She fell asleep snuggling against his body. However, Joe didn’t sleep very long before he woke to find her next to him. He put a pillow under her head, as he exited, so she wouldn’t wake.
He realized that it had been almost an hour since he had lay down, so he went to check the oven. The casserole she had prepped was done, so he turned off the oven and cracked open the door. He didn’t want her creation to burn. He realized that the timer alarm had probably woke him because it was flashing zeroes.
Once he was sure that dinner was safe, he went back into the bedroom, got undressed, and resumed his position under her head. Of course, she woke up, and started to panic. He calmed her, telling her that the casserole was safe and would wait for them. She smiled up at him and then leaned in for a kiss.
Luisa was a wonderful kisser. Her mouth was sweeter than anything Joe had ever tasted, and the way she sucked his tongue sent thrills and chills through his body. He couldn’t get enough, and he kissed her back with ardor.
Joe turned toward Luisa and cupped her breast in his hand, tweaking her nipple gently between his thumb and forefinger. She squeezed even closer to him, trying to increase the contact. Luisa’s hand traveled down to Joe’s cock, sliding over it until it was completely stiff, and then she reached a leg over his waist to bring her pussy into contact with his cock. She rubbed it up and down in her own juices until his cock was wet enough to slide right into her.
Once she was seated on his cock, she sat up and lowered her pussy down over him, taking him as deep as she could manage. She started to rock her hips, causing his cock to slide in and out of her pussy. Joe took it as long as he could without moving before he started thrusting up into her each time she pressed down against him, increasing the depth that his cock was sinking into her with each thrust.
Luisa’s breasts were hanging down in front of Joe’s face, so he leaned up to take a nipple into his mouth and sucked it in as they continued to make love. She loved the feelings that he was creating in her body. She drove down even harder to force his cock even further into her. It was too much for Joe, and he pulled her body down tight against him as she started to shoot his seed up into her womb. The first shot of semen through her cervix took Luisa over the edge as well, and her vaginal walls started to spasm, milking every bit of seed out of Joe’s cock.
Luisa collapsed, Joe still suckling her nipple. “Oh, my God. That feels so good,” she said. “Would you like some dinner as well as my breast?”
Joe gasped. “Yes, please. Can I have more of this for dessert?”
“Of course,” she replied as she pulled her nipple out of his mouth. “Let’s get a shower first, and then we can have dinner.”
They went into the shower and washed each other’s body. There was no sex except for some extra touching and maybe a little sucking. Once dried, Luisa ran into the bedroom to dress and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. By the time, Joe sat down, dinner was on the table. Luisa took his hand and bowed her head. Joe blessed the food, and they were eating.
Joe sighed. “I don’t know how you do it. Even the casserole is delicious. Where did you learn how to make that?”
“Church dinners,” she replied. All LDS women have to know how to make casseroles.”
When he finished his first portion, Joe asked if he could have seconds. Luisa replied, “Sweetheart, you never have to ask that. You can always have as much as you want. The fact that you want more is a compliment to my cooking.”
When Joe was finished, he pushed his plate away. “Thank you,” he said.
Luisa replied, “A good wife never let’s her husband leave home either hungry or horny.”
Joe laughed. “Where did you learn that?”
Luisa blushed. “From my mother. Please don’t ever tell her I told you.”
“My lips are sealed. If more women understood that, there would be a lot less divorce in this world.”
Luisa smiled. “I agree. Now go sit down on the couch while I clean up.” She quickly put the leftovers in the refrigerator and washed the dishes. Then, she went to sit with Joe on the couch. “What would you like to talk about, my husband?”
“Well,” he started. “Tomorrow is Sunday. Where would you like to go to church? We can either find the local ward here or go to my parents’ ward.”
“I would prefer your parents’ ward,” she replied. “We will have plenty of time to attend the local ward after we are married.”
“OK,” Joe said. Sacrament starts at nine, so I will be here at eight.”
“Breakfast will be ready when you get here,” she replied.
Joe hesitated. “I think we both need to take the sacrament, or somebody might get suspicious.”
“I agree,” she replied. “I believe that God will forgive us of anything, as long as we live good lives later and raise out children up to be good people.”
Joe sighed. “That is just one more reason why I love you. We agree completely. Now, where is that dessert?”
Luisa pulled off her blouse to directed Joe’s mouth to her nipple. “Right here, Sweetheart.”
Joe suckled Luisa’s breasts until his jaw started to ache. She said that she thought her breasts were getting bigger because of his suckling. He asked if that was a bad thing, and she replied, “No. our babies will have an easier time nursing if you make them bigger.”
“Will I still get to suckle when you have milk?” he asked.
“Of course,” she replied. “If you want to, then you can suck my nipples whenever you want. They are yours for all of eternity. Just save some milk for the babies.”
“Is that a problem?” he asked.
“No,” she replied. “The way I understand it, the more milk is sucked, the more the breasts produce. There should always be plenty.”
“Nice,” Joe replied. “I will see you at eight.”
“Breakfast will be ready,” she said. “Don’t be late.”
“I won’t,” he replied. “Would you like an evening prayer before I leave?”
“Yes, please,” she replied.
The next morning, Joe was there right at eight, and Luisa greeted him at the door with a kiss. They sat down at the table, held hands and bowed their heads. Joe blessed the food and they ate. It was scrambled eggs, but Joe was sure that she put special ingredients in them. When he asked, she replied, “Secret.”
They went to church, and of course, Joe’s parents introduced Luisa to everybody in the ward. She especially enjoyed the small children who came up to them. Luisa talked with every one of them, making sure that each one felt special. The bishop called Joe aside. “I don’t know how you won her heart, but you have a keeper there. Don’t let her get away.”
“She won’t,” Joe replied. “We will be married this Saturday at the Provo Temple.”
“Good,” said the bishop. “Long engagements are dangerous.”
Joe laughed. “You are the second person to tell me that. It must be true.”
The nursery teacher asked Luisa to join them, since she had shown such interest in the children, so she agreed, and Joe didn’t see her again until church services were over.
Joe’s parents invited them for lunch, so Joe and Luisa drove to their house in his car. Joe’s parents preferred to walk, and would already be at the house before Joe and Luisa arrived. On the way, they talked. Luisa had really enjoyed her time in the nursery. “I want to have children as soon as we can. I hope you are OK with that.”
“Of course,” he replied. “I already have good health insurance through the university, so pregnancies and births will be covered. I only hope that our children look more like you than me.
Luisa laughed. “You are handsome. I hope our sons look just like you.”
Joe looked at her. “Do you know how to get a boy or a girl?”
“No,” she replied. “How do you do that?”
“It’s easy,” he said with a smile. “If a man wants a son, he closes his eyes when he cums and looks inward. If he wants a daughter, he keeps his eyes open while cumming and looks at his beautiful wife for a pattern.”
Luisa blinked. “That can’t be true.”
Joe laughed, and she knew it was a joke. They were still laughing when they pulled into Joe’s parents’ driveway. John came out to meet them. Joe helped Luisa out of the car, and John said, Susan is cooking, so let’s go in. As soon as they entered, Luisa asked if she could help. Susan looked at Joe and asked, “Is she a good cook?”
Joe smiled. “No, Mom. She’s a great cook. She’s going to make me fat.”
Luisa giggled. “Don’t worry, Susan. I will work it off of him.”
Susan laughed. “OK, then. Come help me cook lunch. Maybe I can learn something. You boys go to the family room and talk or something.”
John sat next to Joe in the family room. “Joe, I’m not much for advice, but I do have one thing. Whatever happens in the bedroom (or anyplace else) of an intimate nature is between you, Luisa and God. It is nobody else’s business, not your parents, not the bishop, not the stake president, not anybody. Whether you are doing right or doing wrong, God will let you know. If you are doing what he wants you to do, then he will bless you. If you aren’t doing what he wants, then He will also let you know, and He is the only one to whom you need to confess or apologize.”
Joe smiled. “Thanks, Dad. That is great advice.”
John clicked the remote. “Let’s watch TV until lunch is ready.”
The guys relaxed in the family room until Luisa came to call them to the table. When they were all seated at the table, Susan turned to Joe. “You are right about Luisa being a great cook. I actually learned some things from her today. You are a very lucky man.”
Joe smiled. “You don’t need to tell me, Mom. I already know.”
They all held hands and bowed their heads as John blessed the food. It was a very good meal, and both Joe and John were sure they wouldn’t need anything else the rest of the day. “Well,” Susan cut in. “We will have some apple pie with ice cream later, just in case you change your minds.”
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