Without warning I feel my husband lift me like a princess in his arms before teasingly telling me that he noticed as soon as he told me he found my sexy leg jiggles irresistible I gave them to him. Wondering if I'd do the same with my tears.

"If the conditions were right...I mean I can never get enough of the way you take care of them." I answer back as he carries me the rest of the way to our room.

He makes sure to walk in such a way that my calves jiggled each time he took a step, crashing against his hands. As we get to the room he asks if I'd prefer to continue our love making or watch a chick flick to elicit some tears for him to take care of.

"Honestly I think it'd be super sexy if we could have the best of both as I am really turned on right now, yet love the feeling of you taking care of my tears. Even better yet having my tears taken care of while we make love would be the ultimate turn on...both physically as well as emotionally." I blurt out getting even more turned on just thinking about it.

With a smile he opens the door to our room closing it quickly behind him before carrying me to the bed before gently laying me down. He tells me to lead the way. I pat the bed beside me indicating for him to join and make himself comfortable. I grab the remote and try to find something to watch. Upon finding nothing to my liking I turn on Netflix.

"This seems good." I begin showing him the movie I've finally chosen "I've always wanted to watch Up but heard it was really sad." I finished hoping it'd hit spots for him too.

As soon as I pick the movie I feel him give my thigh a firm pat making it jiggle in his hand. He then tells me he'd like me to make the first move as he doesn't want to over step my emotional bounds (making love as I cry). He adds that if I do choose to he can't promise to last long as he can't resist the feeling of  my thighs and calves jiggling against his body and in his hands while kissing and wiping my tears.

I give him a smile while laying my head on his shoulder as I press play. As soon as Carl's wife Ellie dies I can feel my eyes quickly filling up with tears. I take a few deep breaths as I let gravity take its course and release them from my eyes.

I see him lean in and feel him delicately kiss a single tear off my left cheek as he cups my right wiping it slowly. I then feel him drop his right hand in the middle of my left quad.

I lift my head slightly as I try to smile finally locking eyes with his, never stopping my tears.