They spoil the shit out of them, sure, but it’s still nice.I pulled my car into the garage next to my wife’s. I went up the stairs, my gut a ball ...of nervous energy, and stepped into our bedroom. My wife sat on the bed, wearing her satin robe. Her hair was pulled back in a bun and little worry lines crinkled around her eyes. She was nervous about this, despite her protestations from the previous week.I stepped into the bedroom and looked around. We were alone. I leaned down and kissed her. When. ." She contently sighed."Thank you Mistress," I replied, "I always aim to please you."We smiled to eachother and shared a nice long kiss."Oh well, I suppose I should get up now." She told as she sat up and touched her feet to the ground beside her side of the bed.I watched as she stood up and enjoyed the lovely sight of her beautiful naked body in all of it's perfect glory as she had a stretch and a yawn, I then noticed her hand casually reaching around behind her back resting onto her gorgeous. "Yes, I know. I take it then that you like my tastes." She even sounds like a b-grade movie, he thought. He convinced his eyes to stop exploring her body, to meet her gaze. "Mandy, I LOVE the way you look...it's just that... I guess it's a bit of a shock. At school, you never wear anything more provocative than a tight sweater...do you dress this way every time you go out? Don't you get a lot of flack from your parents?" He realized he was gushing and shut up, coloring slightly. She smiled. Nami giggled and nodded."Yeah, he's always so devoted to us..." she suddenly paused as an ideasuddenly entered her head, and she couldn't help but grin."Hey, Robin?" she asked, getting her shipmate's attention. "How wouldyou feel about a little fun?"Robin raised her eyebrow as Nami leaned over and whispered in her ear. Asmall smile appeared on her lips as a small giggle escaped them.A short while later, the mapmaker's door opened as Sanji returned, atray with a teapot, a milk jug, sugar bowl.