Chapter 1

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Ruby felt Chaces hot, wet lips touch her. She moved closer to him, begging to feel him, taste him, consume him.

They'd played this routine hundreds, maybe thousands of times over, but she never grew tired of it. Each time, it was like they were learning each others bodies all over again. And especially lately. In the past six months their sex life had become even more intense. They were doing it at least once a day, some days twice. Hard to fit in as parents to three kids. But somehow they always found the time.

That was why, this afternoon, with Madison at nursery and their two older kids at school, was the perfect opportunity.

She knew when Chace had called from the car to say that he was leaving work early that there was only one thing on his mind. Her.

She'd paused what must have been the fifteenth episode of real housewives she'd watched today and looked down at her conventionally unsexy body, sprewn out across their leather couch.

Ruby stood up and dusted the toast crumbs from her clothes. She felt something small and hard between her breasts, picked it out and sniffed it. A cheerio. It must have been one of Madisons from this morning.

Ruby walked into hers and Chaces bedroom and opened one of the drawers in the bedside cabinet. Her arms pushed past the litters of grey and dull-coloured worn underwear she called her granny pants, to reach for the one sexy bra she owned, right at the back of the drawer.

Ruby looked down at what she was wearing, grey faded sweatpants and a crumpled pink t-shirt that read 'mom hair, don't care'. She considered changing her clothes, but figured they would soon be coming off anyway,

Ruby took the lacy red garment she was holding in her hand and slipped it on under her t-shirt, fastening the clasp at the back. She then took the hair tie out of her dusty blonde hair and combed through the tangles with her fingers. Chace deserved something that seemed at least a little bit sexy.

That was when she heard the clink of the front door to her apartment and the familiar sound of Chace's voice shouting 'honey, I'm home!', before chuckling at the clear cliché in what he had just said.

Ruby walked out of the bedroom, trying to make herself seem calm and casual and not as if she presumed something was about to happen.

She plonked herself down, back to where she had just been sat on the couch and held her finger tentatively over the remote.

As her husband moved closer towards the couch and went to sit down beside her, Ruby began to move her legs round to clear a space for him. But Chace leant down from where he was stood and put one hand on Rubys leg.

Chace lifted up both of Rubys legs and sat down on the couch, placing them back down on his lap. Ruby felt her husbands sweaty palms slide into her sweatpants. Had she shaved her legs? She didn't care. She knew what was about to happen.

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