As Jasmine prepared dinner, I sat and watched her move gracefully across the kitchen. At first, she had been very bashful when walking around naked. Her family was very religious and even a shorter skirt or low cut shirt was something that was frowned upon so this deitinitely took some getting used to.
Aside from just enjoying taking in her beauty, I felt that being in the nude made her throw out a lot of what was ingrained in her from childhood, much of which I found to be abusive and having caused her major self esteem issues. On top of that, I found that having her in the nude with minimal to no makeup and letting her know how sexy I found that did more to her self esteem and image of her body than anything I could tell her.
As she finished up plating the food, she sprinkled a dressing in a squiggle across the top of the plate. It was totally excessive but it made me smile. Seeing her always try to please me had me falling more and more for her with time.
She placed the plate in front of me and poured me a glass of wine. After doing so she knelt under the table and cuddled against my leg. I'd never asked her to do this but it felt right so I didn't stop her. As I cut the meat I placed a chunk on my fork and passed it down to her under thr table, passing my glass of wine so she could sip on it and wash it down.
Having been to many romantic destinations and five star restaurants, I have to say this topped them all, not getting old even two months into it. It felt right having her under the table, not as being inferior or less then but as my support and knowing she would do anything for me. It felt right.
To be continued...