Just Drabbles
Chapter 27: Beauty the Aftermath
A/N: This is being written per the request of Star of Airdrie. I hope it's to your liking my friend.
Richard stared up at his wife, whose giggles were failing to be smothered. Confusion etched in his eyes, he asked, "Did I miss something?"
Hands still over her mouth, Kory shook her head vehemently, long scarlet tresses flying about. Forcing her laughter to subside, emerald eyes still sparkling with mirth, she admitted, "Our daughters may have gotten into some mischief while you were taking your afternoon nap."
Richard put his hands on his hips. That action coupled with his sparkling polished fingernails and the stern look on his face accentuated by the make-up Mari and Lydia had gifted him with made him look so ridiculous, Kory burst out laughing; head thrown back, arms clutching heaving, aching sides.
"Seriously, what did they--" Richard's eyes fell on the tiny mirror the girls used to model their dress up clothes. His mouth agape, sapphire eyes wide, Richard fell to his knees and crawled over to the mirror.
"Th-th-th-they," He stammered. "M-m-my face…" Running a hand over his chin and lips, Richard caught sight of the yellow nail polish and plastic rings adorning his fingers. Quickly, he plucked off the plastic jewelry, and tossed them to the side. He nearly ripped several chunks of hair out while removing the barrettes. Looking from his nails to his face, he shot his wife a lost, desperate look. "Help?" He pleaded.
Smiling softly, Kory bent down and kissed him, soothing his agitated nerves. He reached up, wrapping a strong arm around her waist and swiftly pulling her into his lap, easily deepening the kiss. Before things could get passionate, the two broke apart at the sound of giggling followed by a squeal of "Ewww!"
Before Lydia and Mari could run away however, Kory called out in a firm voice, "Girls, come in here."
The twins shuffled in, still giggling. "Yes, Mommy?"
"Little bumgorfs, you need to apologize to Daddy. Sneaking up and putting make-up on him while he's asleep. That's not a very nice thing to do. Now please tell him that you're sorry."
Looking hopelessly adorable with their abashed expressions, the two girls quietly said, "Sorry, Daddy." They moved forward to wrap their small arms around his neck.
"Thank you girls," Richard replied softly.
"Now I want you to sit in your time out chairs for five minutes," Kory said, pointing to two plastic chairs, one pink and one lavender facing the corner. Silently the sisters went, hand in hand and sat in the chairs. Kory turned to her husband, stood up and held out her hand. "Come my love," she said. "Let's get you cleaned up."
Richard grinned. "Sounds like a plan to me." Placing his hand in Kory's he stood up, allowing her to lead him into the bathroom across the hall. Sitting on the edge of the bathtub as instructed, he stared at his nails while waiting for Kory to wet a washcloth. Looking at the sparkling yellow, Richard dropped his head into his hands and moaned, "I need a beer."
Kory giggled as she stepped over to her husband. "A means of getting your manliness back?" She asked while settling onto the edge of the bathtub. He nodded.
"But the guys are all busy doing one thing or another," He said morosely.
"We do have beer here," Kory pointed out. "Now hold still please." Gently grasping Richard's chin, she slowly wiped away the make-up. First the eye shadow, then the lipstick. Whenever Kory moved the washcloth from Richard's face, she gently kissed the newly clean area, both of his eyelids and then his lips.
Richard frowned as she moved away to get the nail polish remover, wanting to continue kissing his wife. He wrinkled his nose and grimaced at the stinging scent of the remover. Kory placed a cotton ball on top of the bottle and turned the container over before swiftly turning it right side up. She held Richard's hand in her own and inspected it carefully for any small cuts, or inflamed skin not wanting the liquid to harm him. Satisfied, she ran the cotton ball over his nails in quick movements, effectively getting rid of the paint.
Once all ten nails were clean, Kory smiled at Richard and asked, "All better?"
"Much," He sighed. He then stood and went into the playroom to let Lydia and Mari know that their timeout was over.
It was eight o'clock at night. The twins had been asleep for a half hour, Kory was upstairs in the room she shared with Richard doing something or other, while said husband was in the basement turned recreational room watching football. He was so engrossed in the game he barely heard Kory come down the stairs had it not been for the click clack of high heels. Richard furrowed his brow, why would Kory be wearing heels at this moment?
He turned his head, the sight he caught making his jaw drop. Kory had changed into an outfit he couldn't remember her owning. A black and white striped shirt, much like a referee's was cut and tied to reveal much of her tanned stomach. Black shorts, not even close to touching her mid-thigh hugged her hips while black stilettos adorned her feet. Her hair fell in soft waves of scarlet, eyes glittering with mischief, a sly smile gracing her lips. She held a circular tray containing a glass mug filled to the brim with frothing beer.
Kory sauntered over to her shocked husband and bent slightly, holding the tray out to him, the scoop neck of her top revealing more skin to him. "Your beer sir," she said to him in a sultry voice.
Richard grinned, taking the beer and drinking it slowly, his eyes never straying from Kory. The beer wasn't even halfway finished when he set the glass aside and yanked Kory onto his lap, his mouth fastening onto hers.
Ten minutes later, the two surfaced. Richard looked at his wife, taking in her disheveled hair and slightly ripped top. She giggled and traced the trail of lipstick left on Richard's neck. She leaned in an whispered in that same sultry voice, "Now that is the proper way for a man to use make-up."