The Christmas Feast
Chapter One
Marie relaxed under the warm spray of water. Rivulets sluiced down the extensive curves of her body. Dipping her face into the water she let out a light hum. The days seemed to blend into one another over the past year. Once it started it didn’t seem to end. Always busy being the dutiful mother had started to take its toll and she was exhausted. Marie reached for the bar of soap and lathered it up all over the pink loofa. Once the white suds spilled over her hands she started the slow task of washing her body for him.
Him.
Her gaze tilted towards Neil who watched her from a comfortable chair in the middle of the bathroom. His black button up shirt and slacks were telling of how this was going to go. Halloween had come and gone in a stressful haze, and apparently Bonfire Night was their daughter Lucy’s new favorite day of the year. Thanksgiving came too, with celebrations and activities at home.
The loofa wasn’t lazy, but she ran it over her large breasts, her hard nipples being encouraged by the rough surface of the puffy ball. She moved further down, stopping to wash her stomach, and then onto her legs. Drawing the loofa up and down her curvy thighs she pressed her back into the wall and faced Neil.
His deep gaze penetrated her and her clit felt tender and swollen as she rubbed between her legs—her pussy growing swollen and wet. She watched Neil’s eyebrow arch—she was out of line. Slowly dragging the loofa around to her back, she cleaned between the cheeks of her ass. She knew that Neil liked this part the best. Turning around and bending over Marie parted the full globes. She ran the pink sponge over the puckered opening that was in need of rough handling.
Marie’s body arched. Her lips parted and her mind danced with the upcoming Christmas Holiday. All of it had started to take its toll on Marie and Neil had seen it. The way she was short with him, went to bed by nine at night, and couldn’t focus on things for longer than it took for the next email to roll in. Neil knew that she was at her breaking point and needed to be taken in hand.
Sending Lucy off with grandma for the night, he instantly demanded of her, and she ever willing to comply with all his orders. She wasn’t responsible right now. Marie was no longer in charge. Rising up to her full height, she finished off with washing and conditioning her hair. Marie turned the silver handles of the taps and stepped out of the shower.
Naked, dripping with water, the cool shock of air instantly made her nipples sharp, the sweep blissful pain radiated right to her already wet pussy. Grabbing the white terry cloth, she went about the task of drying herself off. His eyes watched. They followed the movements of her hands and she paid extra attention to his favorite spots. Her hand rubbed at her cunt until she whimpered out and she caught his warning expression. Letting the fabric fall from her hands she stood before him. Ready to please, ready to let go—god she fucking needed this.
Chapter Two
Marie was perfection in his eyes. The love he had for her eclipsed everything else in his world, in his life. Reaching down, his eyes still on her naked body, he touched the soft micro skin trunks and held them out to her.
“Put these on.”
Without hesitation she took hold of the black underwear of his and started to pull them on. They were a glove, hugging her hips and buttocks, forcing their natural shape to remain. He sat a while admiring her, the full breasts, the curve of her waist as it trailed to her child bearing hips. It was her eyes that melted his need for her, deep blue like a radiant Caribbean pool.
“Turn around kitten then sit on my lap.”
Marie slowly turned for him before resting her hands on his knees and slowly sinking to his thighs. No touching, he had to be good. She smelt divine, her skin so close to his face. Her body covered in millions of tiny freckles,
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