A Special Dinner

Chapter 1

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across their cozy kitchen, Sarah couldn't help but smile at the thought of surprising her husband, Mark, with a special dinner. She'd been planning this for weeks, and tonight was the night.

Mark had been working tirelessly, and Sarah knew he needed a break. She had prepared a sumptuous feast that would not only fill his stomach but also satisfy her hunger for his indulgences.

When Mark arrived home, the savory aroma of roasted chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, and steamed vegetables wafted through the air. His eyes widened as he took in the scene. "Sarah, this looks incredible!"

She grinned, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I wanted to treat you, my love. Sit down, and I'll serve you a plate."

Mark settled into his chair, feeling the warmth of his wife's love filling the room. Sarah carefully portioned out a generous helping of each dish, ensuring he would have more than his fill. She couldn't help but add an extra scoop of mashed potatoes, knowing they were his favorite.

As he dug into the meal, the flavors exploded on his taste buds, and he couldn't help but moan in delight. "This is amazing, Sarah. You've outdone yourself."

She watched him eat, feeling a sense of satisfaction and pride as he savored every bite. It wasn't just about the food; it was about the connection they shared, the way she could nurture him with her culinary talents.

Sarah pulled her chair closer to Mark, her delicate hands exploring him. He had always been an athletic man growing up but it had been remarkable how easily he embraced a life of indulgence and gluttony under Sarah’s influence.

“My man is doing so well.” She thought to herself, eyeing his softened middle. Her fingers traced the fresh stretch marks under his shirt.

As he finished the last bite, Mark leaned back in his chair, the feeling of complete heaviness washing over him. "That was amazing. You’ve really outdone yourself this time."

She leaned over and kissed him gently and began lifting up his shirt. "Anything for you, my love. Now, how about dessert?"