The History Of You And Me

November 2021.

"You didn't tell me you got a plumber."
I barely hear my husband say as he walks down the stairs with a towel wrapped around his torso.

I feel my lip practically drop to the floor at the sight.

Olli was handsome before but now he's a handsome hunk.

Drops of water travel slowly down his abdomen but instead of dropping to the floor like my lip, they get stuck in between the depth of his abs.

I lift my lip to now hold it gently in between my teeth as he makes his way to the kitchen where I stand drinking green tea.

"No I didn't. Evin helped out. He apparently used to be a plumber."

He opens the fridge to take out a bottle of water, and the minutes that follow play out in slow motion in my head.

He lifts his muscle-filled bicep effortlessly after opening the lid then opens his moist and plump lips to allow the water to travel down his throat in one swift move.

I watch him drink the water as if he had just come from the desert. He holds the bottle with his thick hand and I can't help but think of a better way he could make use of the pair.

"I'm hearing an awful lot about this Evin guy."
My hearing sense is overshadowed by my current sensory overload.

He puts the half-empty bottle of water on the kitchen counter then only now notices me staring longingly at his torso.

"Are you jealous?"
I ask now lifting my eyes to stare at his. He all but releases a smirk as he now playfully flexes his chest, clearly seeing the effect his body has on me.

"I don't know, do I need to be?"
He makes his way closer to me.

I feel his breath on my skin and his member already hardening against the towel.

His wet chest presses into mine and I close my eyes as I welcome the natural odor his body emits. My husband is beautiful.

"Maybe."
I'm high off his proximity that I can't even recall what we were talking about.

But whatever it is must be great the way he presses deeper into me.

"I bet he can't do this."

He leaves trails of sloppy kisses along my jawline and neck. He then takes off my shirt, still leaving kisses everywhere.

"Oh yeah? And what?"
My voice barely comes out and my breathing is heavy.

I still don't remember what we're talking about.

"And this."
He moves his kisses down to my hard nipples then bites one and I squint my eyes in pleasurable pain.

"Olli..."
I whisper letting him take off my now soaked underwear.

"Tell me Bella. Can he do this?"
He grabs my breasts roughly as he rubs himself against me, and I take the opportunity to take off the towel that's been bothering me since he came down the stairs.

His member now presses against me aggressively, begging me to touch it, so I do. I touch it.

He lets out a groan and just when I'm about to stroke his erect manhood, he enters my folds and I practically scream at the impact.