"Hey sweetie," Lexy greeted her husband, Thomas, at the door with a gentle kiss.
He looked her up and down and rolled his eyes. Dressed casually in jeans and a T-shirt, Lexy looked as plain as ever.
"What was that look for?" Lexy asked.
"Nothing," Thomas grumbled. "I forgot to make the car payment this month. Put this in the bank tomorrow and pay the bill," He said, handing her a white bank envelope containing the $275 for their car note.
"Ok. Are you hungry? I made dinner for you, sweetie, your favorite!" Lexy smiled.
"I'm not hungry. I grabbed a bite on the way home from work." Thomas replied icily.
"But I spent an hour making your favorite dish!" Lexy complained.
"So?" Thomas shrugged, indifferent to her feelings.
Lexy pouted. "What's wrong with you today?"
"What's wrong? This is what's wrong!" He pointed at her outfit.
"My clothes?" Lexy said, confused.
"Couldn't you at least
try
to be sexy once in a while? If I wanted to spend my life with someone this boring I would've married a nun!" Thomas scolded her.
"Nuns don't get married, they're married to God," Lexy sarcastically corrected him.
"That's not the point! You wanna know what I think about all day? I think about fucking other women, because my wife is so plain and boring that she can't even excite my imagination anymore!" Thomas coldly admitted.
"So what are you saying? You expect me to act like some kind of slut like all of your ex-girlfriends!?" Lexy said, getting angry.
"Well it couldn't hurt! At least with them there was some excitement!" Thomas argued.
"So that's the kind of woman you want to be married too, a slut? I don't even believe you just said that to me!" Lexy fumed.
"Believe it," Thomas continued being a prick.
"You should be careful what you wish for, sweetie. Cause I'm like the genie in the lamp, I might make that wish come true," Lexy warned.
"Well, hey, something has got to change around here, Lexy. Simple as that," Thomas stated plainly.
Lexy paused for a second, then smiled devilishly. "You might be right, sweetie, things should change around here."
And on that note, she began to methodically remove her clothes, right there in front of the door. First she pulled off her T-shirt, tossing it at a speechless Thomas who caught it reflexively. Next she slid off her jeans, folded them neatly and placed them in his arms. Off came her bra, which draped over his shoulder, exposing her 34b tits. Finally, she slid off her panties and hung them around his neck; her black pussy was bald.
"Wβ¦whaβ¦what are you doing?" Thomas stuttered, stunned, staring in awe of her flawless, chocolate, naked body.
"Giving you the excitement that you are SO deprived of," Lexy said coyly. "Go put my clothes in the bedroom and meet me in the shower."
Thomas quickly checked his pulse to make sure he hadn't died and gone to heaven. Thump thump thump thump , yep, his heart was beating so hard he thought it might pop out of his chest, he was indeed still amongst the living which meant that this was really happening!
Thomas hurried to the bedroom and set Lexy's things on the bed, then got out of his own clothes in record breaking time before scurrying into the bathroom.
There was his goddess, Lexy, in all of her naked glory. The warm drops of water spewing from the showerhead danced across her soft chocolate skin. The curves of her perfect proportions were like mythical sirens singing a song of seduction that no man could steer his ship away from. Thomas had forgotten how truly captivating she was.
He put down the lid to the toilet and took a seat as he watched her seductively soap up her body, playfully squeezing her breasts, suggestively washing between her thighs, her effortless sexiness oozing out of every pore. Lexy turned her back to him and bent over slowly to soap up her long silky legs, giving him full view of her lustful treasures that awaited him.
"How's this for excitement?" Lexy asked her awestruck admirer.
"Baby you are so unbelievably sexy it
hurts
," Thomas said, absently stroking himself, with no power what-so-ever to hide his thirst for her.
"How about a little help with my back?" Lexy asked, offering him the soap.
Without a second of hesitation he began to wash her back, savoring the feel of her of her soft skin at his finger tips. He couldn't resist sliding his hands down to her ass, the most perfect one that had ever rolled off gods assembly line, and giving it a firm squeeze.
"Find something you like?" Lexy asked, smiling as she suggestively arched her back pushing her hump back at him.
"Found something I love," Thomas said, kneeling down to kiss it hungrily.
"Save that for later," Lexy said, pulling away from him. "Your turn."
Thomas handed her a towel as she stepped out of the water and he stepped in. Lexy took the soap and began to carefully wash his cock and balls, stroking him to rock like hardness in the process.
"Am I being slutty enough for you yet?" Lexy whispered in his ear.
"I never said you had to be a slut," Thomas recanted.
"Yes you did, that's exactly what you said. So you want a dirty girl or not?"