Secret Desires

Secret Desires Part 6

6

"Where were you last night?" Walter asked me with his arms blocking my way out of the bathroom.

"Move your hand Walter," I order him as our eyes meet.

"Answer me! I don't even know what time you came in?"

"That's not my problem."

"What do you mean, that's not your problem? You're my wife Ki..."

I narrow my eyes at him, place my hand on the small of my waist and raise my index finger towards his face, "Oh hell no! I know you just didn't call me your wife? When did I get that title back?" I ask, as my voice raises and cracks. My index finger finds its way to the center of his forehead pushing it backwards. Walter swats it away, he hates when I do that and I know it. When he moves his arm, I use that as my opening and slither by him into the bedroom.

"Kilani don't walk away from me!"

"Why not, you walked away from me and this marriage years ago," I say and strut over to my dresser, remove my bottle of Thinking of you lotion and sit on the edge of my bed. Walter stands by the entrance of our bathroom with his arms folded across his broad chest. I can see his breathing is heavy, by the way his arms rise and fall. It makes me laugh a little inside. Serves him right. If he would have just came home when he was supposed to. If he would have kept his vows...but there are too many if, he had of just...for me to think on at that moment. They are causing one of my infamous depilating headaches to begin. "Walter go to work, and leave me alone!" I say, finishing my part in this conversation with him. I turn away, squirt some lotion into my hands, and began to apply the cream on my still damp skin.

Walter doesn't move for several moments and I don't say another word to him. I run my hands up and down my arms, making sure to get my elbows good. Then, I go across my neck and my upper chest, before I need to get more lotion. I caress my breasts with the lotion, applying it under and around my 42DD's. Another pump of the off-white colored cream, goes to my stomach, and that's when I hear Walter move from his post in the doorway. I smile out of his view. 'Finally,' I think, as his footsteps move towards the bedroom door.

But, my celebration is cut short when the door closes and his footsteps return, this time coming closer to me. I turn my body just as Walter reaches where I am on the bed.

"Walter..." I begin. But he cuts me off. He pushes me down on our bed, wrapping one of his arms around my legs, pushing backwards simultaneously. "What the hell?" I demand.

"You think you can sit there, turn me on and I'm going to just walk out the house? You're crazy."

"Turn you on? No one is trying to turn you on Walter. That's not my job anymore." I say looking right into his eyes. He leans down and attempts to kiss me but, I turn my face from his. He takes my chin in his hand and makes me face him. He pauses for a moment, smiles and then he takes my lips to his. It's a gentle kiss, not at all what I expect from him. I still don't want it.

"Stop Walter!" I yell at him and start to squirm.

"No!"

"What do you mean no?"

He totally ignores me and while my legs are still captive to him, he starts to caress my body. He smoothed his hand down my neck, across my breasts, and down my stomach, kissing everywhere he touches. I squeeze, and tighten my muscles, hold my breath, and close my eyes. I do everything I can think of, not to respond to his touch. But it's useless. Walter inhales one of my breasts into his mouth and flicks my nipple with his tongue, as he sucks as much of my breast as he can into his mouth. With his other hand, he let's go of my legs and cups my pinkness, and as if it was piano keys, he plays a melody. He lightly touches the tender, and sensitive skin. The sensations it sends throughout my body, causes a slow moan to escape my lips, before I can stop it. Walter slowly lifts his head from my breasts and smiles deviously, while he looks at me with lust filled eyes. I shake my head and turn away, disgusted with myself.