I WANTED SEX, BUT MY WIFE WANTED TO WORSHIP

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I came home fast that night, a horny husband.

 

All I could think of was how I was going to devour my sexy wife, I was hungry for her.

 

Her body was on my mind, she turns me on like crazy.

 

I found her at home, she hugged me. It is said if you want to turn on a woman, chat her up before you get home; wet her mind and she will wet up in her privates. I had done just that.

 

She smelled divine, she must have taken a shower in anticipation. I wanted it fast, I had no time to shower.

 

I kissed her lips, she kissed back, just slightly.

 

I was a man on a mission, I will be patient.

 

Removing my shoes and pair of socks I complimented her looks, telling her how sexy those home pants look on her.

 

She smiled, saying thank you.

 

As I continued to praise her body and eyes, I noticed she wasn’t present.

 

It’s not that she was mean or rude to me, her attention was somewhere else.

 

I stopped paying attention to the hardened organ in my trousers and paid attention to her.

 

There was a glow about her. I listened closely, she was singing that worship song “I surrender, I wanna know You more”

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I followed her to the bedroom as she took the dried clothes there. I heard the same song playing from the Bluetooth speaker.

 

It was clear, while I was on my way home, God had captured my wife’s spirit.

 

I looked at her, subtly worshipping as she did her chores. It’s like she didn’t bother to notice I was near her, it was just her and God.

 

I looked at her worshipping in spirit and in truth and was reminded why I fell in love with her in the first place. How beautiful it is to fall for a woman who humbles herself in the sight of the Lord, she gets lifted up.

 

God had completely ruined my plans for love making and I loved it! I too joined my wife in singing “I surrender, I wanna know You more”

 

I surrendered my libido to God, my wife and I turned our bedroom into an altar as worship filled our home. We were broken, we were washed by the presence of

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