She never cared much for coffee until she met him at a cafe.

They met at hotels and mindlessly fucked. Greeting him on her knees, his cock found its home as it filled her with texture and taste. No act was forbidden. She offered it all; his growls filled the room; her ass feverishly hot. Slow, easy sex when time allowed, exploration, mapping their bodies was the plan those days.

It ended as these things do.

"Why do you always brew coffee before we make love?"

A spot of wetness spread across her panties as she turned to her husband.