Coming home from work she give her daughter a big squeeze and ask her if she wants to read a book. "But Mom! Brittany is waiting for me we're going to play spy." She gives her mother a hug and out the door she goes. She approached her husband stretched out on the couch. Stroking his hair she whispered, "I was hoping she would say that. She leaned down closer to his face. "Now we can go take a bath." she let her mouth curve into a slow smile and leaned in to tease his lips with her tongue. He grabbed her face and kissed her cheek dodging the gesture by jumping up. "I have to go take a pill,’ he said. ‘I’m in a lot of pain today. You go ahead and enjoy your bath.” She stood there stunned, feeling hurt. She lowered her eyes so he couldn’t see how she's feeling. "I'll be out in a bit,” she said as she walked to the bedroom door looking back with one last inviting smile. "Take your time." he said and walked into the kitchen ignoring her flirtations. She stepped into the bedroom and her smile faded as she shut the door.

She loved having a bathroom in their bedroom; it's like having a private world for passion. “If only I had someone to share it with,” she whispered. Feeling foolish and hurt she starts her bath, adds some bubbles for comfort, and turns on music and lights some candles around the tub of hot soapy water. Stripping off her cloths and stepping in, she sinks back and let the bubbles close in around her. Embraced in the warmth she closes her eyes. She lets her body relax and reaches for the soap she keep her eyes closed as she work up lather between her fingers. Running the lather over her shoulders, arms, legs and stomach. That’s when she hears the door open and close. She smiles as she hears clothes dropping to the floor. She feels him step into the tub. "Shhh 'he whispers. 'Keep your eyes closed, I want control.” His hands start traveling her body feeling strong and warm. His fingers find her nipples and then his mouth. She arches her back up out of the water her breasts eager to find his mouth. His hand goes under the water to find her secret spot. Rubbing her folds in soft firm circles bringing her close to the edge then stopping. She parts her mouth to meet his as his finger finds it's way inside her. "I’m going to take you,’ he whispers. ‘Keep your eyes closed.” Spreading her legs and pulling her to him as he knelt he entered her. A sigh escapes her mouth as he found her depth. He grabs her hand and presses her fingers between her folds as he braced himself grabbing the tub. That’s when the explosions came then the waves crashing and subsiding only to crash again.

The water stilled she smiled opening her eyes to reach for his embrace. That’s when her smile faded away to tears… she was alone. The water was cold and he was never there. Still feeling the echoes of what she had wished for, she steps out of the tub and into her robe. Making her way into her bedroom she catches a glimpse in the Mirror. She holds herself staring into the reflection looking into her own brown eyes and wonders why she was married but so alone.

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Poetress