Chapter Thirty-Five: Feminine Wiles:

In the middle of the night, Mosh awoke from a sexy dream. His body was covered in a light sweat. She’s done it again. This time, his kitty’s only sleeping. Mosh shook his head at her.

Why do you do this to me?, he thought. She’s not going to answer him tonight. Then again, she never would. That’s just how she was with him.

Noiz loved to tease her husband mercilessly. She didn’t even have to try at times. But, why did she do it? He asked her so one day. She only gave him a little giggle.

“Why do you want to know?” Noiz asked.

“Because,” he said.

“Because why?”

“You just do.”

Noiz gave him a little smile. “Then, there’s your answer.”

Mosh blinked at her. “What?”

Noiz giggled and tapped him on the nose. “You are so cute.” The conversation ended from there.

It was frustrating. Mosh would be lying if he said it wasn’t. But yet, it was in a good sense of that. How? Well, it showed she cared. In her own weird way. Flirting is good, right? Keeps a marriage fresh, yeah? That’s what Mosh believed. Her games planted that notion in his head.

But why did she do all this? For her own enjoyment? Or did she have another game in mind? Nah! She’s not that deviant. Or at least that what she led him to believe. Mosh shook his head again.

Led back to that sexy dream he just had.

She was naked in this dream. Plump breasts in full view. He too was naked, but that was too be expected of him in this relationship. Only, she had him tied standing up to a pole.

“What do you plan to do with me?” he asked. She softly put a finger to his lips.

“Shhh,” she whispered. Mosh closed his mouth.

Okay…

Noiz took a step back. “Good boy.” She drew out two kitchen knives. Mosh’s eyes shot wide open.

“What are--?” he asked.

“Quiet!” she ordered.

“But…”

“Quiet!”

Mosh drew his mouth closed. Noiz smiled at him.

“Good boy,” she said. The kitty walked forward with the knives in hands. She licked her sweet, plump lips. Mosh counted down to what was coming next.

Noiz drew knife in her right hand and slowly dragged it across his chest. Mosh cried out in pain and pleasure. The kitty at her work.

“You like that, huh?” she asked.

“Yes!” he cried.

“You want more of this, don’t you?” she asked.

“Yes!” the mouse yelled. “Yes mistress! Give me more! More!”

His wife smirked to herself. She licked her lips again. “You sure?”

“YES!!!”

His mistress-wife smirked at his answer. “Alright then. You will give what you solely desire.” She drew up both knives and lowered them to his skin.

That’s when he woke up. This wasn’t the first time he had this dream either. Six nights in a row. Damn it! Noiz even teased him there. Mosh shook his head once more.

Why does she do this to me?, he thought. Like hell she would ever tell him. Mosh flopped back onto their bed. Ah, sexy, confusing love!