Chris looked at her strangely, as her hair straightening answer and burning herself being careless didn't quite make sense. It was plausible that she burned herself, since Lana didn't seem to do her hair as much these days as when they were first dating and married.  Guess getting comfortable with one's appearance would explain her only doing her hair once in a blue moon, but Chris could have sore the mark he saw, and that was now covered, was more of a scratch than a burn.  But if she did do her hair, he didn't recall, and certainly he would have notice, or at least thought he would have noticed if she went out the night before with her hair straighted.<em>Did she??</em>Alas, his mind only pondered on this for a mere few seconds, and was swept from his brain completely with Lana's instructions to met her on the couch.  It wasn't what she said, but the seductive tone in her voice and the way the worlds rolled off her tongue in a slight purring sound that caused him to bite his lip, blush slightly and nod his head.  It also caused him to scrub and rinse the dishes twice as fast, eager with anticipation.<br/><br/>Wiping his hands on a paper towel and joining his wife on the couch a few minutes later, Chris sat on the plush cool black leather couch next to his wife.<br/>Sex was fairly infrequent between the two, oral sex even more infrequent. Chris wasn't sure weather he was getting a massage, or something more, but his heart raced slightly, not knowing.  He placed his hand on Lana's thigh, giving it a warm soft caress.<br/><br/>"So, You wanted to Thank Me?" he said with a big grin on his face.