As the week passed, Rebecca could hardly wait to see what had happened to Tom.
Although the two of them had been so busy on their own jobs lately, both decided that the incoming Sunday, they were going to enjoy a rest day together at home. Away from their jobs, and free to spend the day as they wanted. As if putting on an act related to their honeymoon.
Although excited to see what changes had happened with Tom, Rebecca tried to act as normally as she could, waking up late as she often did on her resting days and, although trying to rein in her anger, acting as the loving wife she had always been toward him. As she rose from the bed, she shared with Tom she realized he wasn’t there with her. With a sigh, for she still loved him although he was cheating on her, she stood up and got out of their room, noticing immediately that a smell of burned eggs was coming from the kitchen.
Shaking her head, knowing that somethings never changed, she went into the kitchen finding there Tom trying as hard as he could to make some kind of breakfast.
Although, from the look of things, it seemed more likely that someone had bombarded them right before breakfast, judging by the chaos and by the not completely cooked and yet, totally burned, pancakes and eggs on the table. Still, for Rebecca this was a good opportunity to see if there were any external changes in her husband. Checking him from behind she thought that he seemed be slightly plushier than he was before but, she couldn’t be certain. In any case, before he completely destroyed the kitchen she intervened, having him move aside.
“Alright, Chef…let me handle it.
Thanks though…”
She said to him, appearing from behind of him, while hugging him and giving him a peck on the cheek.
Tom was so focused on what he was trying to do that he almost jumped out of his clothes. And yet he quickly kissed her back, as he sat glumly at the table.
“I wanted to surprise you with a breakfast in bed.
Sorry for the mess…I’ll clean it out later.”
Rebecca, was smiling still. As she hugged him she barely pinched his middle and was ecstatic in seeing that there was the tiniest layer of pudge on him. As she prepared a scrumptious breakfast, adding to his portions her own ‘Lover’s Bane’, she wondered how she had to broach the subject, if at all.
As a devious idea sprang to her mind she grinned, without turning around, as she said to him.
“Thanks, babe…and yet, when one cook something he has to accept the good and the bads...”
“No probl…uhm? What do you mean?”
“Do you really want to throw away what, had been, food?” she answered back with a hint of teasing in her voice.
Tom grumbled a bit but, in the end, took the plates with the overcooked and undercooked food he had prepared and began to chow down all that was edible. It wasn’t really much what could be eaten and yet, Rebecca knew that if he managed to also clean the breakfast she was preparing, it meant that the Mix was actually working on him. Just as Tom finished eating the edible from his failed attempt at breakfast, Rebecca turned around and began to distribute the portion for their real meals. As it had been common between them, the day that they were actually able to be together it was to be treated as a bit of a cheat day, so she prepared a little more than what she usually did for the weekly meals.
Tom, as he was left speechless once more at the abilities behind a stove of Rebecca, could only drool as a hearty plate was left in front of him. Already licking his lips, he marveled at what his wife had prepared in such a short time. On the plate, as it was, there were some fried and stirred eggs, mixed in with some small cubes of bacon. Aside that there were also a couple spoonful of beans in a tasty looking sauce, a handful of bacon strips, along with a few slices of fried green tomatoes and some small sausages. And, besides that, on a similar, albeit smaller, plate there were also a couple of cupcakes with a smudge of butter and jam on the side of the plate.
As he cleaned his lips with a napkin, while as well pouring himself a glass of orange juice, Tom began to quickly chow down once more, as if he had already forgotten about his previous ‘meal’. Rebecca, from her side had similar portions although, in her plate there wasn’t trace of the special mix she had used on Tom’s own. Still, she enjoyed it, although she couldn’t clean completely the plate. Something that Tom, instead, managed to do.
Smiling she turned toward him.
“Babe? There is some more eggs and a few more bacon strips if you want them…?”
Tom, after finishing the glass of juice, cleaned himself with the napkin again and then brought his plate to Rebecca.
“Yeah…if there is some more, I’ll clean it out. Must’ve woken up particularly hungry this morning…”
“Yeah? Or maybe you’re trying to make me blush so I will forgot about that ‘breakfast’ you tried to prepare?”
As she filled back his plate with the residual eggs and bacon, she returned to him the plate half-filled in respect to what the original portion had been. Still, Tom cleared it out completely, finally slumping back on his chair, feeling utterly stuffed. Apparently exhausted, even though he had promised to clear out the table and the Kitchen, Rebecca began to clean up, letting him stay there on the chair.
Half an hour later, the kitchen was already back to its original splendor and Rebecca, wanting to test the waters, sneaked on Tom’s figure as he was still napping on the chair.
“So, how’s my man doing? Your client isn’t pushing you too hard, is it?”
“Mmh? No…No, it’s just that I’m trying to get something big going and it’s so tiring, but…”
At this, Tom apparently slouching form suddenly sprang to life, grabbing Rebecca at the waist and forcing her to lay on him on the chair, as he hugged her close to himself.
“…But I haven’t forgotten about my loving wife. How could I? You’re the most beautiful and important thing in my life.”
With that he kissed her long and hard, feeling as she melted under his actions.
Rebecca loved her husband and, couldn’t resist as he kissed her with all the passion she had loved him for. Still, it burned in her that he was probably just as passionate to another woman, so she swore within herself that she would have her vengeance on him.
As the morning progressed seeing the two of them staying mostly together working in their garden, or by watching tv on the couch, Tom began to feel somewhat sleepy. Not that he wanted to sleep, but more as if he didn’t want to do anything. In truth, it wasn’t the first time he felt like that in the past week, but as he was often with his client, he had pushed away that feeling, focusing on his job.
Now, though, with nothing to do, he began to just laze about on the couch, not moving even when Rebecca mentioned that she was going to go and have a quick shower. Part of him wanted to go and join her under the water but, another part was just telling him to rest a bit more, first.
As Rebecca went to shower herself, she wanted to burst out laughing in joy.
In truth, she had almost wished Tom would join her under the water but, since he wasn’t coming and his passion for her hadn’t really diminished, she was certain it had to be the mix she had given him during the week at his every meal. And yet, as she thought it over, what could be her better course of action?
Let things be as they were and see how Tom would react then? Or maybe she could increase the doses and force him to grow out faster. Else, she could always change the recipe for the Mix, forcing him to change one precise aspect of his.
Still, whatever she decided to do, she now knew that her ‘Lover’s Bane’ was working and that soon Tom would be only hers.
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