I'm Your Woman

“Ay mamacita!” Alejandro exclaimed when Alyssa emerged from the adjoining bath in a new, lace teddy. 

“Le gustas? -- you like?” she said with a sultry smile.

“Muchisimo!” Alejandro murmured as he brushed a trail of kisses along his wife’s arm. 

Then he spun her around and caught her in an ardent embrace.

Whenever they stayed at her parents’ house they had to spoon in the narrow single bed in Alyssa’s old room.  It was cozy, but Alejandro always ended up feeling frustrated because Alyssa always panicked just when things were getting interesting, saying “What if Papi and Mami hear us?”

“Are you trying to torture me?” said Alejandro, fondling his wife’s fundillo. 

Then he spun her around again and laid her gently on the bed. 

“Le pido, mi amor – I’m begging you,” he said, leaning in for another kiss.

“Eres mi vida, mi alma, mi corazón– you are my life, my soul, my heart,” he continued, sliding into the bed next to her and enfolding her in his arms. 

Alyssa tried to feign indifference,

but Alejandro kept whispering endearments and praises while his fingers gently played under the plunging V at the back of her teddy.  

The Saint Regis Lace teddy had been one of the spiciest presents from her bridal shower nearly a year ago.  Alyssa didn’t know what had possessed her to wear it for the first time now with Papi and Mami just across the hall, but before she knew it, she had rolled over on top and was kissing her husband as passionately as he was kissing her. 

“Ay papi!”  she cried.  (This might translate as "Aw, get it daddy!")

“Y los padres? – what about the ‘rents?” Alejandro grinned.

 

 

“Pues, soy tu mujer – well, I’m your woman,” she replied. 

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In case your dolls are feeling as womanish as Alyssa, here's a tutorial on making the Bareback Teddy.

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