Warning! This is a lemon chapter!
Hayase looked at the clock on the wall, then out the window. There were drops of water on the glass, as a result of the pouring rain outside. "Hope Naoto is okay", she said to herself, then smiled mischievously. "I better start thinking of some jokes for him being wet."
The door opened up, and the aforementioned young man walked in. "Oh, looks like all those times you've made me wet has caught up to you." Naoto blushed at the sex joke his wife had made, but not too much. He has been with her long enough to become used to her remarks. "The rain was unexpected, so I didn't bring an umbrella. I had to run here." "I can tell."
Naoto took off his glasses, then shook his head. Hayase looked at his face and gulped.
Right now, her husband with his soaked face looked rather... hot.
"Something wrong?", asked the young man. "Hot", his wife said softly. "What was that?" "N-nothing!"
Naoto looked down at his shirt. "Better take this off. Don't want to catch a cold."
Naoto unbuttoned his shirt and slid off his shirt, exposing something Hayase did not expect to see in all her life. Her husband's torso was beautifully sculpted with abs. He noticed her staring, then looked down at his body. "Oh yeah. I started going to the gym." "I-I remember", said Hayase. She did know, yes, but she didn't think the result would be her husband having an Adonis body. The longer the dark skinned woman stared at it, the more blood began to trickle from her nose.
"Hayase!", Naoto dashed over to her and inspected her face. "Stay here. I'll go get a tissue."
Hayase watched as her apparent hunk of a husband ran out the room. She fell back onto the couch, a look of ecstasy on her face.
"I have been blessed."
. . .
"All done", said Naoto, finishing wiping his wife's nose. Hayase didn't take her eyes off of her husband, who still didn't have his shirt on.
He was about to do that when he walked over to their bedroom, but then felt his wife jump onto his back. "Hayase?" Naoto turned around to face his wife, only to have his lips attacked by hers.
"W-what's going..." "Fuck me."
"Sorry?" "You have these damn muscles! I want to touch them! I want you to hold me in these big muscular arms! I want you to fuck me! Fuck me right now!"
Naoto was in shock, then looked down at the muscles his lover was admiring so much. "Huh. Looks like going to the gym was a good idea."
Hayase felt herself being picked up and carried to her and her husband's bedroom.
Lemon time
Hayase was thrown onto the bed, then saw how Naoto towered over her. He leaned down and wasted no time in spoiling the dark skinned woman with a deep, passionate kiss. She placed her hands against her husband's chest, feeling his rock hard abs.
"You must really like my chest, huh?" "It's your own fault. But I'm not mad."
Naoto chuckled, which sounded sexy with his new look to Hayase. He leaned down and kissed his lover on her neck. Hayase hummed in satisfaction, while her hands felt his back. "So strong", she sighed.
Naoto rolled his eyes. "And you say I'm the pervert."
"You are!" The young man flexed his arm, showing off his bicep and making his wife practically drool.
She snapped out of her daze. "Shut up." Naoto smiled, and placed a kiss on Hayase's cheek.
Never before had he seen her act like this. So awkward. So shy. So cute. He continued to kiss her neck, sucking on the skin long enough to leave a hickey. She felt his hands slide up her shirt, and open the front clip of her bra. It was slid off and thrown aside. Naoto grabbed ahold of Hayase's left breast that was covered by her shirt.
"Y-you know, it might be better if my shirt were off."
The young man chuckled and began to lift up his lover's shirt, until she did it further, only she was much faster.
