CHAPTER 11 : Saturday
Bill quietly entered the house through the front door, carrying his suitcase. He headed straight for the stairs. Upstairs, the bathroom door was ajar and he could hear the shower running. He put down his suitcase and slipped quietly through the door. He’d had a hard-on all the way home thinking what he was going to do to his beautiful, sexy wife when he got here. He could see her moving through the frosted glass of the shower door.
Grinning wickedly, he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, stroking it a few times to get it fully erect. He walked over and slid the back shower door open. Thrusting his hips forward, he wagged his 8 1/2 inch cock through the open door. “Hey lady, wanna fuck?” he said in a gruff voice. Chuckling, he stuck his head in. The smile faded from his lips. The first thing he saw was a pair of incredibly long, lean legs, topped by a high, tightly-packed little ass. His eyes continued upward over the perfect ass and up the arch of her spine to her face looking back over her shoulder at him. It was Madeline James! They stood staring at one another mutely for a long moment, his mouth open in shock, his mind drawing a blank. Finally, her eyes broke contact. She took a lingering look down at his crotch, then back up to his face, one eyebrow cocked inquisitively and an amused expression coming to her face.