Chapter 6 - dessert

WARNING: This chapter contains depictions of sexual acts. If you don't like that kind of material or are under the age of 18, please do not continue.


Too soon, Kimberly returned from the kitchen carrying a bowl of sliced fruit. A glistening rainbow of red strawberries, yellow pineapple, green kiwi and orange wedges filled the bowl. A moment later she brought in a pot, steam still seeping from beneath the lid. Setting down a towel, Kimberly rested the pot and lifted the lid with a flourish, flooding the air with the scent of melted chocolate. Despite his condition, Dennis found himself inhaling deeply of the delicious aroma. It had been ages since he'd had a fondue. His mouth began to water eagerly.
Picking up one of the long handled forks, Kimberly skewered a piece of strawberry. Dennis followed it with his eyes as she dipped it into the steaming pot, then lifted it up to let the excess chocolate drip off.
Dennis opened his mouth wide, closing his eyes with the first touch of the sweet chocolate to his tongue. As he chewed, the juice of the strawberry begin to mingle with the chocolate, increasing its sweetness and adding a delicious tang that made his overstuffed belly growl for more. Eyes still closed, Dennis swallowed the treat and opened his mouth for more.
A tart piece of dipped pineapple came next, making him moan in delight. He took his time with the slice of orange that came next, using his tongue to peel open the protective skin and burst the tiny juice-filled packets inside before chewing the pulp.
When he opened his mouth again, Kimberly was already approaching with a slice of dipped kiwi. His sudden movement caused her to accidentally smear a dab of chocolate across his chin before popping the fruit into his mouth. "Oops!" Kimberly exclaimed with a giggle. "I think I missed."
Dennis looked up at her and smiled, his tongue snaking out to lick the spot clean before he finished enjoying the kiwi. "All better." He replied with a grin. "Is there any more fruit?"
"Oh, there's plenty, baby." Kimberly purred, already dipping a thick slice of banana. Her eyelids were half-lowered in arousal. Instead of letting the banana drip properly, she hurried it to his mouth, causing several thick drops of chocolate to fall to his chest. Both of them looked down at the mess, even as Dennis continued chewing.
"I don't think I can reach down there." He said playfully, tugging a little at his paper binding. Before Dennis could free his hands, his wife reached down, scooping one of the dollops of chocolate from his skin with her fingertip and popping it into her mouth. Dennis opened his mouth to comment, but only a formless noise escaped his throat as his gaze met that of his wife. Scooping up the next spot of spilled chocolate, she playfully stuck her finger in his open mouth.
Still looking into Kimberly's eyes, he began to suck at her finger, his tongue swirling around the digit to thoroughly cleanse it. His tongue wrapped tightly around her finger as she began to pull her hand back, reluctant to release it.
A mischievous gleam entered Kimberly's lust filled eyes and she skewered another bit of fruit before dipping it into the chocolate. As she swung the treat to her husband's mouth, some of the chocolate dripped onto the edge of her blouse. Scowling in annoyance, Kimberly lifted the bit of cloth and stared at it as if the candy and inevitable stain would flee in fear.
Dennis plucked the fruit from the fork, then followed his wife's gaze to her blouse. "Now that's a shame, hun. Better go soak it before the stain sets it."
With a smirk, she lifted the affected spot to her husband's mouth. "You clean it for me first." Dennis smiled and obediently licked at the chocolate. Rapidly cooling, the chocolate had already begun to harden, forcing Dennis to use his teeth to remove it. He was still licking at the discolored spot when Kimberly roughly pushed him back, the blouse roughly torn off and thrown carelessly away.
Dennis blinked up in confusion, then grinned as his wife's bra followed her blouse. Dipping her finger into the pot, Kimberly began to smear chocolate across her chest, covering each nipple before drawing a dripping line down her belly. "Now you've really got a mess to clean up, big boy." She purred, leaning down over her husband as her hands went to the swell of his gut.
"Oh no! Whatever shall I do!" He retorted playfully, moaning as her hands began to stroke him softly. Holding tighter to the spindles to keep his hands where they were supposed to be, Dennis stretched out his neck and ran his tongue across the bare skin of his wife's breast, outlining a swirl of the chocolate.
Kimberly moaned, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh of his overstuffed stomach and causing Dennis to grunt, but he still continued his own attentions. With deliberate slowness, he cleaned the sweet chocolate from her skin before finally popping her nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking it clean. Kimberly's moans and cries of pleasure were music to Dennis' ears. Brushing his teeth gently across the sensitive nub, he released the cleaned nipple in order to pay attention to the other.
By the time he was done and working his way down across her own belly, Dennis couldn't take any more. A quick flex tore the flimsy paper napkins holding his wrists. He moved his hands to Kimberly's hips, slipping down her skirt slowly. Her back began to arch as his mouth moved lower as well, her nails scratching his belly as she pulled away.
Hands moving back to her hips, Dennis carefully guided Kimberly to the edge of the table, thumbs moving under the sides of her panties as he helped her step free of her discarded skirt. As he finally reached the end of the confection trail, he began to move his mouth lower across his wife's smooth skin.
As his mouth moved between her thighs, he flicked out his tongue to tease Kimberly's moist folds. A soft shiver ran through Kimberly's limbs and she spread her legs further, inviting him to continue. Another tentative brought a soft moan from his wife. Dennis pressed his tongue further, parting her folds so he could delve further into her core. With each swirl and flicker of his tongue, he was rewarded with a moan from Kimberly. As she began to rock slightly, his hands began to wander from her waist, climbing slowly up her sides.
Suddenly Kimberly reached down and grabbed Dennis by the hair, pulling him closer while folding her legs behind his neck. Her back arching, she cried out and continued rolling her hips against him, one leg uncurling to allow her to stroke his soft belly with her foot and gently pinch folds of skin with her toes as he pleasured her.
The dual-sensations proved to be too much for Kimberly and soon she was crying out in ecstasy, every muscle straining as she rode the tidal way of her climax. A few moments later, she released her husband's hair and collapsed limply to the table amid the clutter of dirty dishes. The pot of chocolate tipped over. Mostly cooled, the thickened chocolate slowly oozed out of the pot and puddled at the small of her back and one shoulder.
Panting almost as hard as his wife, Dennis rose slowly to his feet and groaned, stretching his sore muscles. "Well, I hope that makes up for my careless behavior." He said between puffs of breath, a mischievous smile curling his lips. "But if not..."
Kimberly turned her head to watch him walk to the front door, fetching his jacket and slipping something out of the pocket. Although still tired herself, curiosity made her sit up and continue to watch him approach. "If not...?" She prompted, watching his curled hand and wondering what was hidden in his palm.
"Well, if not,..." He drew out the statement to tease her further before finally lifting his hand to reveal a small blue box like those traditionally containing jewelry. "Maybe this will do the trick." He opened the lid to reveal a heart shaped pendant. The silver heart had a smaller heart shaped diamond in the middle that shattered the light and cast the fragments back out as tiny rainbows.
"Oh... Oh my..." Kimberly stuttered, reaching for the box and admiring the pendant, finally noticing the delicate chain at it's top. "You didn't forget at all, did you. This whole time you let me think you did and you had this the whole time."
Dennis chuckled, plucking the necklace from the box and carefully slipping it around his wife's neck before fastening the clasp. "Did you really think I'd dare forget our anniversary again after what you did to me last year? Although, if this is how you plan to punish me from now on, I might pretend to forget things more often."
Kimberly laughed as he gave her a wink, then looked down to admire the necklace against her naked skin. "How about we go take a shower, my love, and we'll enjoy a REAL anniversary celebration."