A few times, I even left the door to my room ajar while I masturbated and called his name, but still we didn't do anything.Finally, my husband left on a short business trip and Nick and I were alone in the house.This time, I opened the shower curtain so he could see me standing there, wet and soapy and naked, and this time he took off his clothes and joined me.We kissed deeply, closing out eyes and melding our mouths together.
I reached down between us and stroked his cock and found him to be hard and ready.
Once more, I was in the shower, and once more Nick knocked and said he had to use the bathroom.
Once more, I told him to come in because I was going to be a while, but this time when he was done he didn't leave.
I held tight to his shoulders as I came, this time not whispering his name but rather shouting it out at the top of my lungs, as I had longed to do for so long.
I leaned against him limply after my orgasm, my muscles turned to jello and a satiated smile on my face.