Ashkey managed to make it up the stairs without dripping anything onto the carpet. She was replaying the events of the last twenty-four hours in her head and trying to put it in some reasonable order.
Had she really changed that much in a day? Surely not. Ashkey reasoned that she had in fact not changed and that all she had really done was expose the frailties of sex that had lain dormant within her for many years.
She stood on the landing for a moment and realized that what she had done was betray her husband and their marriage vows. On her wedding day she had promised to be faithful to the man she was marrying and in the last twenty-fours hours she had taken those vows ripped them up and thrown them out of the window.
Would she ever be able to look her husband in the eye again?
What she couldn't comprehend was the fact that yes she had been unfaithful but at no point had she not enjoyed what she was doing. Every situation that had arisen she had been given the opportunity to think about and make her own decisions about and each time she had agreed to be used and fucked and sucked.
More than that she had thrilled at the prospect and when she was doing it she was enjoying herself. She had loved being with Maria and she had certainly thrilled at the prospect of stripping for all those youths.
She had even got pleasure in the way that Anton had exerted his authority over her and had her doing whatever he wanted her to.
Yes she had been unfaithful but no she regretted nothing. She did however realize that at some point she would have to sit her husband down and confide in him what she had been up to. She thought that if she worded it correctly and the mood was right her husband would be upset but he might be forgiven.
Secretly she desired that if he could handle it then maybe they could expand the fun to involve him also. She loved her husband and so wanted him to open up sexually for his own pleasure but more so for hers and perhaps for them both as a couple.
Her mind now at ease Ashkey moved herself from the corridor and entered the bathroom. She wanted to keep the spunk in her arse because it was such a sexy and yet disgusting thing. The thought of crawling into bed and snuggling down under the duvet with an arse full of cum was certainly appealing.
Suddenly she remembered a gift she had one at a girl's night. She rummaged in the bathroom cupboard and eventually located the little butt-plug. She bent over and spread her arse cheeks. With a little exerting of pressure the plug slid in and blocked her arsehole.
It was uncomfortable at first. It was a little wider than Anton's cock and so it stretched her hole more than it had ever been stretched. When she walked however it titillated her and she actually found it quite an erotic sensation.
Ashkey then went to the shower and set it running. She didn't mind the thought of cumm in her arse but she always liked to go to bed clean. She found some lavender soap and cleansed herself. She made certain to clean her pussy and when the aroma of the soap hit her nose she relaxed a cleansed woman.
It was as if with the soap cleansing her body it also cleansed her body.
