Tub Time
Cure for a headache - an erotic interludeHe walked into the dark, quiet apartment confused - shealways beat him home, so where was she? He slowly walked back to the bedroom, undressing from work and looking for her as he moved through the rooms. He still hadn't found her by the time he'd stripped down to his boxers and tossed his clothes in the bedroom hamper, but he finally noticed the light under the master bathroom door. He thought quickly, and silently pulle...