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SAMMIE
It was rare that I got a peaceful shower these days.
But Asher had downtime, thanks to all his clients being off for Christmas Eve. Today, he’d volunteered to put the baby down for his midday nap.
I closed my eyes and let the warm water run over me. It had been an amazing three years. Asher and I had gotten engaged the summer after we started dating and married a couple of months later.
Business was good too. Asher was on the advisory board for several Pleasure Valley tech startups, while I ran my own consulting business from home. I’d pulled back on my consulting work since our son Clay’s birth.
Being a mom had shifted my priorities, and I knew it was the same for Asher. Maybe it was because we didn’t have to work. We were set for life, thanks to the dividends we were earning off the money Asher made selling his company.
The click of the shower door opening behind me pulled me from my thoughts. I couldn’t stop the smile that spread over my face. I knew all too well who was sneaking in behind me. I also knew he’d be naked and already hard for me.
“The baby monitor’s nearby,” Asher said, gesturing toward the counter.
I looked over and confirmed the baby monitor was there. The dial was turned up to where we always kept it while doing dishes or watching TV.
“I figured we’d make the best of these few minutes of alone time.”
He barely got those words out when I was in his arms, kissing him with the pent-up passion of someone who’d gone far too long without sex. Okay, maybe it’d just been a couple of days, but it felt like an eternity.
Asher broke the kiss, but only to spin me around and put his arms around me just as I’d fantasized that day three years ago. I sighed as his hands slid over my body, stopping to rub my nipples until I squirmed. And then, his right hand made its journey downward. His left arm tugged me tighter against him as his right traveled over my stomach and toward my aching pussy.
Just as in my fantasy, I felt his rigid shaft poking against me, wanting to fill me but not yet. First, he had to make me come. That was always the way it worked with us. I came, then we came together.
I gasped as his fingers found my clit, making the rhythmic strokes that he knew would drag me over the edge. I grabbed onto him, afraid my knees would give way as the waves of pleasure washed over me. And then I was coming, crying out his name. We rode the wave together, him holding me close, kissing the top of my head as my orgasm subsided.
I’d barely caught my breath when he turned me around, pushing me up against the wall. His lips captured mine at the same time he plunged into me. I grabbed onto his shoulders and held on, savoring the feel of him sliding in and out. The heat started to build inside me once again. Everything about myhusband turned me on, especially when I felt his sheer strength, holding me in place while focusing on my pleasure.
He moved faster, faster, and I knew he was almost there. He somehow knew I was seconds away as well. We came together, inches away from the spray of the water. And when we were done, we washed each other off.
Minutes later as, fully dressed, we headed downstairs to finish wrapping presents, I took a second to reflect on how far I’d come. Who knew that the man who’d once been my hot boss would end up being the man of my dreams?
“Merry Christmas,” he said, turning to look at me once we reached the bottom of the steps.
“Merry Christmas,” I replied.
We kissed, standing there in the glow from the Christmas lights that covered the foyer. The cry of our baby pulled me out of the moment, though.
As we broke the kiss, I smiled at him. “I’ll get that. You start wrapping.”
I was still smiling as I headed toward the nursery. Yes, everything about my life was better than any fantasy I’d ever had.
