She slipped into her bath with a contented sigh. Jennie loved the afternoons she spent with Alex. Being with him made her feel much younger; he had such a joie de vivre and it was infectious. She loved it when he held her hand and those times when he curbed his energy long enough to look into her eyes and say, "I love you."
But now it was time to soak off her afternoon delight with Alex before Jim came home from work looking for his supper. He liked her to smell fresh and clean for him and he'd be irked if he smelled a hint of her afternoon pleasures. Ooo, just a few more minutes here in this hot, lavender scented bath luxuriating in the warmth of both the water and her thoughts.
Startled by the opening of the bathroom door, Jennie stared with surprise into the eyes of her husband Jim, twinkling with desire, as he took in the scene of his wife in her bath. His lips turned up in a grin that telegraphed his lustful thoughts.
"Oh my", she said demurely, "You're home early. I'm just getting out. Will you grab my towel for me?"
He took the violet colored towel from the heated rack and held it open for her. Opening the valve to let her day with Alex swirl down the drain, she stepped out of her tub and into the waiting towel and the arms of her husband. As he wrapped the towel around her his hands found her breasts and cupped them firmly as he pulled her butt tight against his thighs. He inhaled deeply the heady aroma of her freshly shampooed hair and gently ran the tip of his tongue up the side of her neck and carefully sucked the lobe of her ear between his lips and whispered, "how was your day with Alex? I hope he knows how lucky he is to have a grammy like you."