“Cheryl! Damn, you ain’t ready yet?” Kevin yelled in the bathroom.
“Do I look ready?” she asked low enough that it wouldn’t cause her a problem.
“No…but you do look mighty sexy standing there.” he said as he walked behind her and kissed her neck.
“Baby, you feel so good,” he said as his hands untied her robe and found her breasts. “Turn around,” he whispered. His hands ran down her body and back up to her small breasts.
“Oh Cheryl.” he groaned. “You know what I want.” he said as he put his hands on her shoulders and guided her to her knees.
“Oh damn, girl. Don’t go so quick.”
He pulled her up to him and kissed her roughly and fell to his knees. He began kissing her thighs and licking up to her opening. He could feel the heat from her and slid his tongue further up, brushing against her fine hair. He heard her gasp from above him and he let his hands slide down her round ass and back up to where his tongue left a wet trail upwards.
“Baby, I need to be inside of you,” he moaned. Standing, he pressed himself into her, his hips pumping and grinding fast.
“Oh, baby. Give it to me,” he said as he grabbed a handful of hair and yanked her head back.
His rhythm picked up and he felt her begin to respond to his body. She began meeting his every stroke.
“Oh, baby. Yes, just like that.” His hands fell from her hair and tightened around her waist as he pulled her hips into his. He slammed his body into her. After he released he continued grinding into her. He slipped out of her and kissed her neck.
“Let me go and get cleaned up and get dressed,” she said as she stepped away from him.
“Damn, that was good. Sometimes you can be sexy, when you want to be.”
She continued towards the bathroom and turned the water on and stepped into the shower. Kevin walked in behind her.
“Goddamn, it’s hot in here, why you insist on having the water that hot. I am surprised you haven’t burned yourself yet. Shit, I can’t shave in here with the mirrors all fogged up. You are so damn selfish. You knew I needed to shave. Shit! I’ll be in the guest bathroom.”
He slammed the door behind him and then opened it back, “Don’t be too damn long. I have already wasted enough time,” he said as he closed the door again.
She felt like she could have her marriage back and have her husband back. She just needed to be a bit more patient and it would work out. She climbed into the shower with a new outlook on her life.