Still day 3 in the afternoon
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Amber slowly opened her eyes, she was still laying on her bed, stark naked and all her extremities were sprawled out. Her inner pussy lips, while as always pink as they would have had put on their own lip gloss, were not that engorged anymore and were mostly hiding between her pale outer pussy lips.
Her clitoris was not a plump, juicy pearl anymore, but just a little, light pink pinhead that was coyly watching out under her hood of soft, rosy skin.
Amber put her weight on her elbows and straightened herself while the air felt cold on her still slightly wet vulva. She sat on her bed, right in front of the mirror again, her feminine, well shaped calves and her tiny feet dangling over the edge.
At this position, Amber's already phat ass looked even bigger while her waist was still slim.
She stretched her arms up in the air and yawned, which, from her throat, sounded more like the cute cheep of a little hamster.
On the way down, her hands briefly caressed her upper body before coming to rest on her alabaster thighs. Amber could feel, that she still had a slight, soft layer of fat under the skin, that surrounded her firm and fit body and she did not plan to change that by excessive cardio training. She loved how her curves felt in her palms, she was soft, BUT FIRM. You could gently squeeze her, BUT NOT MUCH. Every square inch of her voluptuous body was smooth but also tight...and completely hairless.
Nevertheless, it was also clear, that her ample boobs with their rosy, symmetrical nipples were still the eyecatcher for sure.
Amber smiled and giggled and saw, that her tits joined her good mood by slightly swaying from side to side under her breaths. She felt completely recovered.
A short glimpse at her alarm clock showed, that it was 4 pm now.
"Fascinating how fast these last hours have gone," The amorous Lady thought, "Good luck I woke up, it would be hard to explain if my girls, or Ludwig, would find me laying naked across the bed, like an exhausted starfish, with a glass of, what now looked like old gelatine in my hand"
Amber just that moment realized, that it was not her hunger that woke her up, she completely missed out on her lunch but still had not that much of an appetite...at least not for a real, sturdy meal.
"Seems like Bale's 2 protein shakes were not just delicious but maybe also nutritious, but they were at least filling" she joked to herself and jumped up, willing to do the cleaning that was more than necessary.
She took a fast shower to look and feel even more refreshed again, comped her hair, set up a decent make-up (the skin around her lipps looked a bit dry and flaky from the sloppy blowjob she enjoyed), jumped into her tight, white capris, put on a black tank top, and wore her wedge high heels again.
"Wow," Amber thought while she completed her styling with some perfume on her neck, wrists, and cleavage "nice combination, the black top makes my boobs look at least a little bit smaller, while the white trousers make my butt cheeks look monstrous"
Amber was very industrious and she made her housework not just thoroughly, but also fast. Every movement was well coordinated and so it did not take that long. She felt full of energy, while being 47 years old she still might have the looks of a hot woman in her early 30s, but now she even felt like she was back in her 20s.
First things first she got rid of the "coke glass" and put her sweaty dress and her drenched underwear in the laundry. The rest of the house was in top shape so she could now focus on the "mom's room".
The moment she opened the door it hit her like a truck.
"Oh my god!!! Oh my god!!!" Amber shouted out loud, reflexively holding her hand before her nose and mouth.
"This room smells like the mix of a men's locker room and a bawn, how did I not realize that earlier" Amber again felt disgusted and aroused at the same time. Before she ran the risk of getting used to that smell or even liking it again, she opened all the windows on the second floor and activated the air conditioning, which she was usually using very sparingly.
She lighted one of her perfumed candles that she made herself and after changing the cover of her couch, which was tainted by the stuff Bale smeared into it with his fingers and his cock, and cleaning the keyboard of her laptop, nobody could have told a difference anymore.
Amber started the washing machine and the dishwasher and everything, that could have disturbed an insecure husband with racist tendencies, was dissolved.
When Ludwig came back, he and Amber sat in the dining room, having a mixed salad with some roasted chicken stripes on it.
"Delicious Darling!" Ludwig praised the cooking skills of his lovely wife, "You should try some of that chicken, or are you not that hungry?"
"To be honest I am fine with the salad alone hubby! I had some very filling...protein shakes today" Amber explained her lack of appetite.
"Oh, you went to the gym today? I did not know that today was a workout day for you." Ludwig was surprised that his wife did not stick to her rigid habits.
"No, well, I just did some rounds on the exercise bike to break some sweat, but I just had a craving for some protein, you know, you can not eat enough protein!" Here were the kinky thoughts again that Amber had successfully suppressed for several hours now. She nearly could feel the weight of that "filling protein shake" on her tongue again.
For the rest of the evening, Ludwig bored his wife with some stories about the office and afterwards they made themselves comfortable in front of the tv to watch some Netflix stuff. Amber demanded a foot massage from her loyal husband and he immediately complied.
Caressing Amber's little, soft feet was a pleasure for Ludwig as it was for her. While the buxom housewife lay there in her pajamas and her naked feet in Ludwig's lap, she could feel him getting an erection. He pushed her feet slowly onto the little bulge that was hardly visible. Several times as if he was begging for some attention.
Amber was well aware of that but did her best to act like a fool and ignore it. She knew, that Ludwig would not be able to hold his hard-on for more than a few seconds without additional stimulation and she was right.
After a few attempts his penis deflated as quickly as Amber expected and he quit the pathetic shot to get some marital tender loving care.
