33|Parents' Blessing

Camari guided my hand to her face. I was sure she could feel my hand trembling, but she said nothing. Her lips touched mine. Oh, my God. I was kissing the woman who had graced my dreams for the past few nights.

I even touched her soft and delicate face. I suddenly felt unworthy of touching her. Camari held my hand again and placed it on her chest. I gasped. She took advantage of it by deepening our kiss.

“Camari,” I said reluctantly.

"I'm your wife, Otis. I’m completely yours. You can do whatever you want." She unbuttoned my pajamas and stroked my chest. “Just as you're completely mine.”

Camari led me to do as she wished. She didn't laugh or mock me whenever I misunderstood her instructions. She patiently guided me and asked me to say what I wanted.

I just knew the relationship between a man and a woman could be this beautiful. I was amazed at my body and Camari's reactions whenever our hands touched different body parts. I let tears fall from my eyes as we became one.

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