Sweat glistened on my skin as I stood under the shower, trying to wash away the lingering scent of my client. My heart raced with anticipation as I heard the door open behind me. I knew it was him - my husband, watching me, waiting for his turn. As he stepped into the steamy bathroom, his eyes took in every inch of my naked body, dripping wet from the shower. He took a deep breath, his desire for me palpable. He pulled me close, our bodies pressed tightly together, and kissed me deeply. His hands roamed over my wet skin, teasing and caressing before moving towards my soapy core. With one swift motion, he slid his fingers into me, thrusting them in and out as I moaned in pleasure. His hard cock was pressed against my stomach, begging to be let in. I grasped his huge, throbbing member and slowly guided it towards my wet, waiting entrance, eager to feel him fill me up.
