Chris blushed some and grinned excitedly when Skylar's hand caressed his bulge for a moment.  This really did all seem a little over the top, and Chris couldn't for the life of him figure out what the special occasion was.  He took her word for it that there didn't need to be a special occasion, as he kissed her on the cheek.<br/><br/>"I'll have a beer, seems like it'll go good with that delicious steak you prepared Hun".  He playfully smacked Skylar's round ass firmly as he walked past her and took his usual seat at the dining table.  Not only was his wife attractive, but such a wonderful cook.  He often joked with Skylar when she accused him of being lazy, that it was really her fault he gained weight because she was such a wonderful cook.<br/><br/>As they enjoyed their dinner together, Chris checked his phone periodically, which slightly annoyed Skylar.  Truth is, work was more and more demanding and it often seemed like Chris was not only working 10-11 hour days at the office, but often having to respond to urgent emails at home and late night.  "Sorry babe, this will only take a second" he told Skylar, not even looking up as he rushed his response to an email to his Boss, pressing send, and setting the phone on the table beside his dinner plate (http://www.latimes.com/media/photo/2012-01/67626898.jpg)