MY WIFE, STOP DRESSING LIKE THAT
"You're walking out of the house like that?" He asked his wife.
"Yes. Why not?" She said.
"Your cleavage men will see. That dress. Isn't it too tight?" He asked further as she put on make up.
"But I have gained weight and I still love this dress. Besides, I have a sizeable chest and butt, it will show no matter what I wear" she told him as she touched up her eyelashes.
"But you're my wife" he said.
"My being your wife is not affected by what I wear" she said looking at herself in the mirror.
"Other men will see you. You need to dress up like a wife" he added.
She turned to look at him and said, "Darling, when you met me, I was wearing exactly the same way as I am today. Why are you all over sudden acting uncomfortable about the very same dressing that attracted you to me? Why do you now want to dictate my dress code? What is this really about?"
He stood up and walked up to her.
"You are beautiful" he said.
She stared deep in his eyes.
He placed her hands on her waist then moved his hands on her butt, feeling her.
"You are beautiful" he said again.
She smiled saying "You have said that twice"
He smiled and said, "Yes. Emphasis"
They looked at each other.
"You are beautiful"
They both laughed.
"I just feel that you put more work on how you look when you're going outside than when you are with me" he said.
"Really? Do you want me to put on make up when I am just in the house?" She wondered.
"I wouldn't mind" he said then laughed.
"Really" she wondered.
He got serious then continued, "But anyway, it's not about make up. It's about dressing up in appealing clothes that give my eye orgasms, wearing a nice scent, wearing sexy lingerie. Look good for me. Put some ummph when you're with me too. Don't just let yourself lose when at home then look all good in public" he told her.
She kissed his lips, then took his hands and placed them on her chest and said, "You see my breasts, other men might see them all dressed up but you not only see them naked, you get to touch them and play with them"
She took his hands and placed them on her butt and said, "You see my behind. Other men can notice it when dressed because your Queen is endowed. But you not only get to see it naked, twerking, shaking, bending; you get to touch it"
She kissed him again.
"I've heard you hun. Thank you for bringing it to my attention. I will improve on my dress code, scent and appeal when it's just us two"
He kissed her and said, "You can start by wearing those lacy red underwear I bought you. I love the way your butt looks when you're wearing them"
"Mmmh your wish is my command" she said.
"You make loving you easy. You make me secure. It's normally not easy to love a beautiful wife whose beauty is spotted by men wherever she goes" he said.
She told him, "You make me secure. I am glad my handsome husband thinks I am beautiful. Many women want you too, it's just that women tend not to act on their want. I hear how other women talk about you and look at you. You are a good catch. But you know what? There is so much to me than just my beauty and you get me. You understand the whole of me and my depth. I don't bother about other men. I look good for you and for me"
They kissed.
"And my love. I love the way you addressed this issue. You didn't shout at me or order me around like a dictator demanding that I change because of fear brought by insecurities like other husbands do to their wives. You respected me and we had a mature conversation about it" she said.
"After such a mature conversation, can I touch your mature body?" He asked.
She turned and rubbed her butt on his manhood and said, "Touch me all you want my love. I love the fire you bring"
