Thirty-eight

John stood by the door frame watching his wife, so engrossed in her work. She was so focused, not even knowing he was standing by the door watching her, because of how engrossed she was with work.

He admired her beauty, how beautiful she looked in her outfit.

'l'm blessed with a beautiful wife' He thought.

He swiped his phone open, took some pictures of her, went ahead and made a video of her.

'This woman is a goddess, I'm indeed blessed with a wife, I should treat her much more than she deserves to be treated' John thought inwardly as he stares at the picture he took.

"Why are you leaning by the door frame? Ain't you coming in?" He heard, and lifted his head up, with a smile etched on his face.

He slid his phone in his pocket pants, and closed the door behind, marching towards her.

"Wifey, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, don't you think so? Why don't we go have some fun, let me take you to a fancy restaurant for lunch."

Sharon used her index finger to pushed him back, and