The Sight of Her
She stood there in the kitchen making dinner barefoot. He watched with fascination as she cut the yellow peppers then put them in the hot pan with orange peppers, onions, and pork. He was always turned on when watching her, it didn't help that she was dancing sensually to the rock music she always had playing whenever she was doing something in the kitchen. The movement of her hips made him hard and he then strode into the kitchen and moved behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the side of her neck and she giggled. He loved the sound of her laugh and it made him love her even more, and it also led to the child growing inside her.
"I love you Mrs. Taylor."
"I love you too, Mr. Taylor." She turned her head to kiss him.
The sight of her had him falling in love with her every time he saw her.