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“Excuse me,” I say quietly as I slip past my uninterested husband and get myself ready for him. I had a wax a week ago, I was completely bare. I wanted to make sure that everything was pristine and perfect for him.
For him.
I ignore the burn that courses through me and make my way upstairs. After a quick, warm shower, I moisturise in his favourite lotion. Cocoa butter.
It’s sweet and sickly but he seems to like it.
Or so he says.
Pulling my blonde hair out from its tight bun, I let it fall and smile when I look at the waves that are sitting pretty.
Running bright red lipstick across my lips, I roll them together and make sure I have none on my teeth. Finishing my look with a flick of mascara, I let out a happy sigh. I feel ready.
I think.
Was I precious over my purity?
Maybe.
But at the same time I did just want it over with. I feel like it’s been holding me back, and my husband for that matter.
I don’t know if me being a virgin scares him but then again, he knew who I was when he agreed to marry me.
Pacing into the bedroom quietly, I open the top drawer next to my bedside unit and pull out a silk, long, red ribbon. It takes me a moment or two to work out how to wrap it round myself, but once I get the hang of it, I tie it across my chest and give myself a killer cleavage.
I am curvaceous. My thighs are thick, my ass full and pert, my hips are wide, my waist slender and my boobs a decent handful. Full and round.
I glance over my reflection in the full length mirror and fantasise what it would be like for my husband to fuck me in front of it whilst telling me just how beautiful I was.
Heat blazes through me, wetness blossoming between my legs and I clench my thighs together to try and dull it momentarily.
Tiptoeing over to the bedroom door, I call out.
“Stan,” my voice is timid and quiet at first and after a minute or two, his name falls on deaf ears.
I clear my throat.
“Stan,” my voice is louder now and he calls back to me.
“Yeah?”
“Can you come here a minute, I’ve got something to show you,” I can hardly contain my excitement. I rush from the doorway and rest against the headboard, my legs parted and my eyes alight with desire.
“What’s up sweetness?” his voice floats through the room as he rolls into the room but stops just past the door threshold. His eyes widen, and I can’t help but notice the look of disgust or distaste that masks his beautiful features.
“Belle,” he snaps, rushing forward and grabbing the bed throw from the foot of the bed and covering me up. “What are you doing?” his cheeks flame.
“I thought…” I start talking but he shakes his head from side to side.
“No, Belle.”
“I don’t get it… are you not attracted to me?” my bottom lip wobbles and I feel humiliated, pulling the bed throw around my neck.
“I don’t have time for this now,” he snaps, “I have work coming out my arse, paperwork piling up on my desk that I could be doing but instead I am here with my wife baring herself to me.” His venomous tone doesn’t go unmissed, and I feel the tears prick in my eyes.
“You could be doing me, but you would rather be doingpaperwork,” I drop my head and I can’t stop the tears falling now even if I wanted to.
I hear him sigh and feel the space next to me dipping as he sits.
