How to Make a Wife Pt. 01

It took all of my control to release her without drawing her in for a real kiss as my clit throbbed and demanded attention, and I managed to make my way on spaghetti legs to the door. "Good night. I'll be up making breakfast at about 8 a.m.. Come down if you want pancakes and eggs."

I shut the door behind me and for just a second considered locking her in. But that would do nothing to earn her trust, and once gone, she'd never come back.

My room was only a few steps away, and I shut that door behind me too. Despite being alone and rattling around in the massive room, I chose to live in the master suite, fully . It was decorated in my favorite colors of rose, sage and cream, with a huge four-poster king size bed in the middle, a massive walk-in closet on one side and a bathroom for two on the other.

I needed a bath to calm down, I decided. I stripped and dropped my clothes in a hamper on the way to the bathroom, which had a whirlpool tub for two. I'd seen smaller hot tubs in yards, and at times I would have been happy just living in this bathroom. I filled the tub with hot water and my favorite plumeria bath oil, and slid into the water.

It was delicious, but my clit was still throbbing. I settled back on the bath pillow and gently kneaded at my breasts, imagining Kea's small, darker fingers touching them, loving them. I trailed one hand down my flat stomach until I found my throbbing clit. Kea, I thought. The girl was lovely, and sweet. I imagined her in the bath with me, her hands on my pussy. My fingers were her fingers as I slid one finger into my vaginal opening, slick with need.

I groaned and pulled my hand away. I opened my eyes, and found the box with my waterproof toys where I left it next to the tub. I chose a large dildo and switched on the vibrator in it, slowly I worked it against my clit, and when I was nearing my release pulled it away, and found the entrance to my vagina again. It slid in easily.

I slowly worked it in until it was buried deep. The vibrations worked through my body, and with my other hand I pinched at my clit, then began rubbing it. I was already close, and with the first thought of Kea, my orgasm exploded through me. I managed to keep from screaming, but gasped my pleasure, Kea's name on my tongue. I hoarsely whispered her name.

It was a long while before I recovered and the water had begun to cool. I drained the tub and took a quick shower before sliding into a silky barely-there night shirt and I slipped into bed.

I fell asleep with dreams of little children running and laughing through the house, Kea trailing them, all of them greeting me with hugs as I come home from work early.