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out of the tub. The soap suds slid off her breasts revealing
inch after inch of creamy skin. She watched to bubbles slide off the rosy peaks
of her nipples and flashed back to the feeling of Jack suckling her flesh deep
into his mouth. It felt so good, better than her hands ever felt.
    And he’d wanted her. She’d felt it in his touch. Maybe
if she put a little effort into it and made herself more available, he’d chose
her over the shower.
    She flipped the drain open to let some of the water
out and reached for her razor. She couldn’t lose twenty pounds this afternoon,
but she could do something to make herself feel sexier. She slid the razor
along her soap slicked leg, careful not to knick the skin around her knee.
Stroking her hand over the smooth skin, she felt embarrassed again that shaving
her legs had become such a rare occurrence.
    She made quick work of shaving the other leg. The skin
on her legs was so sensitive now. Maybe anywhere she shaved would be more
sensitive. She let a little more water out of the tub and watched as her glossy
dark pubic hair broke through the bubbles. She fingered the wiry curls with one
hand and held the razor in the other. She didn’t have the nerve to go totally
bare. She couldn’t stand it if Jack rejected her. What if he thought she was
like that lady in Fried Green Tomatoes who talked about wrapping herself in
plastic wrap? She shuddered and chewed on her bottom lip. Not bare, but maybe
she could give herself a trim.
    Putting her palm over her pussy, she pulled the skin
tight and carefully slid the razor along her bikini line. It took a couple of
passes with the razor on each side, but soon her skin was smooth. She shifted
her hips and peered over the soft mound of her belly to survey the results. She
still had hair down there, but now it looked groomed.
    She ran her finger along her newly bare skin. It was
more sensitive. She was still worked up from when she and Jack made love, and
cupping her pussy while she shaved had only added to the sensation. Using two
fingers, she stroked her swollen clit. Her own slick heat felt different—silkier—than
her water slicked skin.
    She hadn’t heard any loud noises coming from
downstairs. There really wasn’t any reason for her to get out of the tub.
Smiling to herself, she rinsed the old soap suds down the drain and refilled
the tub, grateful again for the instant water heater. Sinking back into the
water, she slid two fingers deep inside herself and started to stroke.
     
    ~~~~~
     
    Jack carried a plate with cheese and sliced pears in
one hand and a bottle of chardonnay and two glasses in the other.
    He’d made the kids a frozen pizza and helped them
build a snuggle nest of blankets and pillows on the family room floor. He’d
left them arguing over the pay-per-view menu with strict instructions not to
venture upstairs or he’d unhook the cable box.
    Christine hadn’t come back downstairs which suited him
fine. The pay-per-view should buy them some time alone. He’d heard the water
running on and off. In fact it was still running. His wife naked, soft and
relaxed from a bath fit his plans perfectly. He snuck down the hall to their
bedroom and quietly set the plate and glasses on the dresser. He wanted to
watch Christine in the tub. She so often hid herself from him, and he wanted a
chance to see her naked and wet and covered with bubbles.
    He knew she thought she was fat, but he didn’t see her
that way. To him, she was soft, curvy and voluptuous, The only thing he didn’t
like about her body was that she rarely let him see it. That was going to
change.
    Being as quiet as he could, he opened the bathroom
door. Christine lay in the tub, her dark hair piled in a sexy tumble on top of
her head. The water had almost reached her neck. Bubbles covered her creamy
breasts and he could just make out the rosy tips of her nipples peaking through
the suds. He breathed in the steamy scent of sugar cookies and smiled. He’d
picked the