Part Two: Soul Food

God has put us together in such a way that we have emotional and physical needs that can only be met by affirmation, acceptance as to intrinsic worth, encouragement, and unconditional love.

Smalley and Trent, 1993.

In their book, The Gift of the Blessing (1993), Smalley and Trent explain that the essential elements of the blessings include five things:

  1. Physical touch like hand-holding, hugging, kissing, and all types of bodily contact that communicate love and affection.
  2. Spoken words to demonstrate love and sense of worth and respect.
  3. Expression of high value which involves praising others and affirming their intrinsic worth as a person.
  4. Picturing a special future, and this involves confidence in a person. Can we believe in them and what the future holds for them?
  5. Devotion. Can we be loyal? Ride or die?

William picked her up at quarter past 3, being the only time she could get away from her busy office schedule without the need for checking back in. With a hard pressed peck on her lips he opened the passenger door and rushed back to the driver’s seat, piloting them to their undisclosed location.

It was a sunny afternoon, perfect for a long drive and even better for the plans he had lined up. The forty five minute drive was filled with the sound of soft mood music, Jo’s remarkable laughter and Will’s exceptional conversational skills.

They shared the experiences of their day and as usual, Will was quick to note she’d had a hectic time at the office. The investor’s meeting had gone well, but there were still some final touches that needed to be made – inspections, paper work and one final meeting with the largest stakeholders. Will being the loving and witty husband that he was, had found ways to devise his humorous side to save the day when she was feeling nervous or having a rough time.

Jo always laughed at his childhood stories each time, no matter how silly or the number of times she’d heard it. There was always a different twist or an over exaggeration that cracked her up till she was in tears. And the woman had a laugh that made him proud that she was his. The very sound of her voice rattled his core, the look of happiness and joy on her face, in her eyes, even how it was engrained in her demeanor was always a source of pure bliss. Her happiness was his pride. She was such a light, he had made a vow to keep her shining brighter and brighter with each waking moment and he always strived to keep it.


Overwhelmed by emotion, Will placed his hand on her thigh and squeezed. The warmth and gentleness in his touch made her turn to him. 

“You know it’s all working out in your favour,right? You did your part, you delivered the assignment. Now it’s time to let God do his part and He hasn’t ever failed us before.”

“Thank you for saying that my love. I needed it. And I love you.”

“I love you more baby. Do you know why?’

“I’m guessing because of my bank account that’s about to get bigger?”

They both laughed.

“Every time I hear that laugh I’m more convinced that I was made for this. For you, for us, for this life.” He yearned to kiss her, to shower her with his undying love, show her exactly how much she stirred him up in ways he never knew a man could come alive; but seeing her relaxed without any worry in her mind was all the peace he’d needed at the moment. He wanted her, needed her to be easy for great plans he had in store for the rest of their day. 


You are like a dove that hides in the crevice of a rock. Let me see your lovely face and hear your enchanting voice.

Song of Solomon 2:14

“And each time you make me lose my breath like this,” she responded, calming down from the endless laughter. “I’m more convinced I will never stop wanting to doing this,” she added, her voice suddenly taking a seductive tone. She reached for his pants and unbuckled his belt.


It was a pleasant surprise and that he hadn’t anticipated. Jo bent her head across his laps and his body tensed. He twitched upon her slightest touch. She looked up, a naughty smile drawn upon her sexy lips.

“Just keep driving babe. And promise me you won’t lose control.”


He knew she knew that was a promise he could never keep. Never! With her, he could never maintain his sanity. As her warm mouth covered the ache of his swollen head it became more apparent that he was under her control. A loud primal groan filled the car as she tightened her grip around his shaft, her moans getting muffled by his girth. With no rush, with delicate care,  she took him in bit by bit until he was fully lost in her beautifully wet mouth. Soon she started bobbling her head making it sloppier and more slippery with each thrust.

William struggled to keep a straight mind but pulling off the road was not an option. He knew a dare when he saw one. Jo had always been the daring one.

The pleasure intensified as she started massaging his balls over his boxer shirts,  knowing when to be gentle, with featherlite strokes and when to apply just enough pressure to make him weak. It took all his strength not to bust his load in her mouth. Sweat was quickly starting to form on his forehead, his under arms were soaked and his chest was getting moist by the minute. Even rolling down all the windows didn’t help in cooling down his temperature.

His wife was one fire bomb. She knew all he right ways to set him ablaze.

“My Love,” he managed, “we are almost here.”


“Good,” she came up after a few more minutes of torturing him, wiping the sides of her delightful mouth with her fingers – still a lady.  “Because I’m extremely hungry.’

Will was quite sure, with the zest and passion with which she had swallowed the thickness of his cock, that she had an appetite for more than just food.



William followed closely behind, her hand in his. He was watching her every reaction, every expression elicited by the surprise he had organized.

The Airbnb he had rented was nothing short of perfect – a roomy, retro themed stand-alone cabin off town, with exquisite vintage décor. Red petals carpeted the floor, leading out to a serene backyard experience. The set up was romantic and exquisite – a table set for two, fresh roses in a clear vase, a bottle of her favorite wine -Rosso Nobile al Cioccolata – in the ice bucket. The trees seemed to celebrate their moment as they swayed gently in the wind, butterflies – yellow ones and white ones – danced around the green grass and the well-tended garden. It was simply a beautiful, soulful moment and she couldn’t help but fall in love – with God’s beautiful world,with the equally beautiful man and his devotion to keeping their marriage alive, and for just being present and alive in that moment.  

If they could afford it, she would have loved to buy the owner out. A girl was already day-dreaming about owning their own home. 

“You sneaky thing! When did you plan all this?”

“This morning. As soon as I saw you in that dress,” he replied, his eyes saying more than words could express. His features hardened with desire as he spoke. “I knew I wanted to take it off you.”

“And you couldn’t just do it at home?”

“Home is where you are Jo”

She needed no further motivation. She pushed him back against the wall and kissed him hard – pouring all her gratitude, expressing her elation, without reservation. All of her senses had fully come alive and being out in a secluded cabin like this roused in her a new sense of freedom.

William truly was the man of her dreams, she realized as she got lost deeper in the sweetness of his lips. The man could work his magic, he could move mountains just to make her dreams come true, before she even knew she wanted it.

What was deeper and more intimate than being seen and understood? What was more nourishing, more fulfilling than a love that not only spoke her language, it fed her soul, made her feel lighter, lovelier, wanted… and extremely horny…

“Make love to me, right now!”

Even though Jo was always more concerned with a lengthy foreplay, she became consumed by a sense of urgency. Will’s effort was all the foreplay she needed.

“The pleasure is all mine, mi amor.”


  • Song Solomon
  • God on Sex, Daniel Akin (2003)


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