Best Defense

Housewife.

"Damn, shit, shit..." I swore, I quickly lowered the sauce pan from the stove when I realized that I had just scorched it. The bolognese sauce I made was really messed up while Sean was coming in a little while. My cooking skills suck, no matter how much Sam taught me in Queensland, I still couldn't do well.

I don't know why today I wanted to cook for dinner and let all the housekeepers rest in their rooms. And what happened was that I almost burned down the kitchen and screwed things up.

I stepped out of the kitchen briefly to change into a tight red bodycon dress, showing my distended belly, perfect for a simple yet romantic dinner with my charming husband.

When I returned to the kitchen, I threw away the scorched sauce earlier and made a new one, using the remaining ingredients already cut into pieces by Miss Diana, and hoped that this time my sauce would not be ruined again. Just as I put the pieces of onions and carrots into the pot, I heard the sound of the front door opening.

I quickly lowered my gaze, noticed my dress, then made sure my hair looked neat, and checked the temperature of the stove once more before Sean arrived at the doorstep.

"Hey," I greeted her with a sting, a bit panicked at almost messing up tonight, but my panic grew bigger as I watched her walk closer in the sexiest way. His hair seemed to be in a mess, while his gray suit was exquisite in accentuating the curves of his manly body.

"Hey, is everything okay?" He smiled briefly, before throwing a glance around the kitchen. "You haven't burned the kitchen yet and it's a surprise. But, why does it smell a little strange here?"

I laughed softly, feeling a little relieved because at least I could do something so far. "Everything was fine, other than the sauce that was charred on the first try."

"Ah, okay." He nodded, looking back at me. I close my thighs as he starts to step closer while unbuttoning the top of his shirt. "You look amazing, Franda." His hoarse voice made me forget to breathe for a few seconds, while he stood in front of me with a wide grin on his lips and both of his hands grabbed my waist.

"Thank you" I said, not understanding why I could see this. Even I could feel my cheeks blushing, having absolutely no idea why my body suddenly reacted in such a strange way.

"Is your day fun?" he asked, then turned to look behind me to look towards one of the burning stoves.

"Yes, I went to the gynecologist, went to the office for a while and stopped by Ed's house before I got home." I cleared my throat to control my voice.

Sean's eyes that were as blue as the ocean looked back at me. "It's good to hear it, baby."

"I thought I had a dark desire again." I muttered nervously, quickly lowering my gaze toward the dress to make sure there was no trace of the awful sauce stuck there.

Sean laughed cheerfully. "The other one?" I looked up at him. "Tell me what it is. Not as bad as wanting to tie me to bed, is it?"

I exhaled without realizing I had been holding back from when, and tried to smile at her while shaking my head. "Not that bad, just a little weird."

"Whoa, you make me curious," a thin grin appeared at the corner of her lips while one side of her hand stuck to the other side of my waist.

Then I remembered the sauce I had just made, and I had to stir it. I grimaced when I realized that I was in too much of a hurry to return to the stove, leaving Sean with a confused look. "Sorry, the sauce." I stammered, really not knowing why I should be nervous about this situation. I could have asked him to finish the fucking sauce thing, but it would make me sound stupid and I was afraid he would laugh at me.

As I stirred the sauce and tried to control my thoughts, Sean slowly behind me, his hands around my waist and stopped at my enlarged belly, then pulled me closer to his body.

I've gone completely insane, no one has ever made me feel this hungry. Sean was able to make me float even with just his touch.

"So, what's your weird wish, baby? Maybe we can do it." She held back a laugh, then swept her lips along my shoulder before kissing my neck.

Sean stopped his kiss and I'm sure he felt confused, just like me, but his hands were still holding me. "In the kitchen? I'm not gonna do that, baby." He kissed me again, this time right under my ear.

I could hear my trembling voice sighing, feeling both delicious and ashamed for saying something crazy to her. Meanwhile, a sense of despair quickly filled my mind as a result of the damn sauce, I cursed inwardly while trying to maintain the strength of my trembling legs.

Sean tightened his embrace. "You don't want to force me to do that, do you?" Her carefree laughter sounded comfortable in my ears, then she kissed me again.

I sighed and decided to say what was in my head, and I was sure he would be happy with this decision. "I'll stay at home, just like you want." Sean stopped the kiss on my neck and just stayed silent for a while.

I know that I can't be a good housewife at all, but there's much I can do besides cook. We can order food or eat out. Perhaps this thought was indirectly influenced by the times when we lived in the forest house, whether this sounded reasonable or not, but I obviously wanted a more personal life with him.

"Are you serious?" he muttered after a moment of silence, sounding unsure of my words.

"Yes" I'm really embarrassed to say this. "It's not as serious as you might think, I can't possibly be a real housewife. It's just that imagining me cooking while waiting for you to come home, it feels quite thrilling." I said as I imagined the activity in my head.

He was silent again for a few seconds, before finally sweeping back his lips on my neck. Hotter than ever.

"You're really sexy, Franda" she said, then giggled softly. "I admit it's quite thrilling, especially if you cook with dresses and heels like this."

"really?" I took a slow breath, stopped the stirring motion of the sauce and turned to face Sean.

One corner of his lips curved up, and he looked charming with that expression.

"Yes, I'm happy if you're excited to do something like that" he said casually, placing his hands again on my waist. "Do we need to fire the housekeeper?"

"Sean!" I patted his chest softly stating disagree with his plan, and he laughed again. "Don't do that, I don't want to fire anybody."

"Alright, I'm sorry." snored, then kissed me and I replied, but only at a glance. I still want to hear her response about myself being a housewife. "What's wrong?"

"You don't think this is weird?"

Sean shrugged, looking not too distracted. "No offense, I'm just glad at least I shouldn't be tied to the bed, I really don't like your idea."

"I knew. I also thought so, I mean, I'm not asking you to fuck in the kitchen or do something like that, but just want to enjoy the moment like other housewives."

Sean laughs. "I'm not sure about you" He looked at me. "Do you really want it? Making love in the kitchen?" tanyanya while playing her eyebrows.

Now it was my turn to laugh and shake my head, for a moment remembering how wild my mind had been, before pulling on his neck and kissing his lips.

"Prepare your mentality to tie up after dinner."