Putting on the music, I walked into the shower. It had been a fucked up day at work and by now, I'm sure he knew. I hadn't brought myself to tell him I had messed up one of his clients' accounts. I set up the water to warm, grabbed a bottle of shampoo from the rack and began lathering as my thoughts drifted. I knew he would be disappointed and angry. This called for punishment. It hurt that I disappointed him. I swear it was an honest mistake! Still, should have been more careful. I could hear my heart pounding. What would he do? Did he now think I was careless? Uncertainties crept in slowly.
I heard the bathroom door open and turned to see a rugged tired 5'9 man with his blue thin-striped shirt untucked. He was home! After a minute or two of a hard on stare between us, he walked in the shower with his clothes still on and gave me a hug. Somehow, all my uncertainties were washed away.
He took the sponge and the bottle of body wash from me and did the least thing I expected. Starting from the back of my neck, he slowly washed my neck, his manly fingers massaging my neck while his luscious lips left a kiss here and there. His hands trailed my back tracing circles while he brought his other hand to the front and caressed my chubby stomach.
King proceeded to wash my ass and feet before he came up to hug me from behind. Our bodies were so pressed against each other; I could feel his dick hardening between my ass cheeks. Just the thought of his dick becoming hard between me was getting me hot, bothered and humid. He brought up his right hand and held my perky size 36 boobs flicking my now hard nipple with his finger.