The next morning I rose, showered & got ready for work, not knowing how Jim would be. Had I gone too far and over stepped the line. When he came down from his shower he came straight up behind me as I put my dishes in the sink. I could immediately feel his stiffy probing my arse. I asked him if he was annoyed by what had happened. He replied what the fuck do you think this is then, a truncheon to beat you senseless with?
What relief I felt. Jim wasn't mad at me, in fact he wanted more right now, as I bent over the sink looking out the window.
No I can't, I told him, I'm already late for work, you'll have to wait till later, and then probably till after I get back the meal. You know I won't have much time when I get home before I go out again. I could always not go and stay in with you, if you'd rather?
No you go, he said, you deserve to go out and enjoy yourself. I'll be waiting home for you, we can have our fun later.
At work I was really busy that day and was not looking forward Andrew returning to my office. Despite my fears he never actually came. At first I was relieved, but as the day wore on I began to think what I fool I'd been. He'd had his fun, must likely told all the guys out the back what the office slut had done and was ready to move on to his next challenge. I saw a couple of the guys at lunchtime, but I must admit they gave no signs of knowing what had happened. At the end of lunch one of them said that it was quiet without Andrew and hoped he be ok for the meal. I asked where was he, to be told he rung in not feeling too good. They all thought he was hung over.
I couldn't understand my feelings at hearing the news. After what I'd done I should be ashamed and embarrassed, but here I was now wishing he was here to talk about it.
Anyway home tine eventually came and I was off. When I got in Jim was already in, but I reminded him time was short and he'd have to wait. Reluctantly he went off upstairs. When I got there he'd already run a bath for me, how thoughtful I thought. He then produced a razor and foam and told me he needed to tidy me up for later. We had done this quite a few times before, as he likes me to be smooth, so I lay back and let him lather me up. Once my pussy was all smooth and glistening, Jim helped me up and in to the bath, where he proceeded to help me with my legs. He even gently shaved under my arms for me, whilst I held them there aloft. When he'd finished he stood back to admire his handy work and I performed a nice pirouette for him. Jim knows how much I love to be pampered, but we normally take much longer over it and make it part of a fun evening.
Once finished, before he could jump in the shower with me, I shooed him out of the bathroom, so I could get finished. I quickly washed my hair, showered and towelled myself dry, then returned to the bedroom to fix my hair. Laid out on the bed was a selection of clothes Jim had picked out. The ones that took my eye were my white safari dress, which buttons all the way up, or down, the front, my white thong panties and matching bra and some sheer hold-up stockings. This sort of outfit was normally reserved for when we were going out to have fun somewhere quiet, so to see that Jim had chosen this set really surprised me.
