Cheryl giggled and accepted his kiss gladly, squeezing him just a tad. With her hand in his, she was led to the kitchen as he peeked inside the various pots and pans on the stove. She grinned and squeezed his hand, turning around and hopping up on the counter, pointing to the various courses.<br/><br/>"Well, there's brussels sprouts there, green beans there, garlic bread there and the chicken eggplant parmesan is over on the other counter." She grinned. "It's my husband's favorite, too bad he's not here to enjoy it." Cheryl bit her lip and looked him up and down.<em>Damn, my husband is sexy.</em>She thought to herself and put her hands down on the counter beside her to lean forward and kiss him sweetly.