When I emerged from the shower, all fresh and so clean, my wife was exiting the toilet and telling me how something at the dinner did not agree with her. WTF? I dried my hair and sprayed a little cologne on my neck, and some on my pubes since I figured I'd still give it a shot. When I got to bed my wife was snuggled up with the lights out, but not for long. I whipped off the covers and moved down between her legs, lifting up her nightie as I went.
|When I emerged from the shower I did not look like this...|
"No, no," she protested "I'm not well, we can't." I lifted myself up and nuzzled her neck, delivering a few soft kisses below her ear. "Mmmm, you do smell nice though..." she continued, clearly wrestling with her conscience. I delivered another kiss and flicked my tongue over neck. "I really wanted to check out that shaved pussy" I whispered into her ear, "I want to taste you"