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“Nothing is trouble for you, darlin’, I only wish I was there.” Without further conversation I stripped off and climbed in the bath.
“Stay standing,” she said, and I was surprised at how boldly she’d said it. “Soap?” she asked, and I poured some bodywash on my hands and lathered up my torso. “Lower,” she coaxed.
“Lower?” I chuckled. “My, my, I believe I may have corrupted you, Mrs. Wild.” She laughed, but her cheeks turned pink.
“Then you’ve only got yourself to blame, Husband.”
Doing as she asked, I lathered up my balls, my groin, and lastly my cock.
“I want you to come for me,” she demanded, and when I looked at her on the screen she was biting her bottom lip. There was something deeply erotic about the idea of watching her watch me bring myself off.
It was on the tip of my tongue to tease her, but I knew I risked her reverting to the shy, reserved woman I knew her to be in public most times. This stopped me and instead I submitted to her demand and gave her the show of her life.
“This is how I love to be touched, to have my balls caressed like this with one hand, while the grip on my cock is firm, but not too strong. In the beginning I like to have a firm steady hand with a steady rhythm, because I don’t want to come too soon.”
I stopped talking and watched as her hands ceased moving over her tits, her concentration firmly on what I was doing, then I saw her hand dip below the bath and I knew she was touching herself. “That’s it, darlin’, just like that, do what makes you feel good,” I encouraged, as my hand fisted my cock with more of a desperate grip and I ramped my desire up a pace.
Scoring my thumb over my tip made me hiss. “I wish this was your tongue,” I told her before I fell silent when my balls suddenly tightened. Before I knew what was happening, I couldn’t hold back the orgasm that had me light-headed when it unexpectedly tore through me. “Fuck,” I said through a grunt, as ribbons of cum erupted in spasmic waves from my tip.
For a moment I was lost in my own little world, until I looked back at Billie and saw her head lunge forward and knew immediately my performance had gotten her off as well.
“Damn, what are you doing to me?” she murmured, sliding back into the water and stretching out so she had almost disappeared from view.
“Only what any man with a woman as gorgeous as you would,” I replied honestly, then wondered if there had ever been a time when Billie was as precious to Logan as she was to me.
* * *
After a few minutes of intimate conversation about how much we missed one another, we both got out of our respective baths and dried ourselves off. Both of us then took our places on our beds, and Billie chuckled because she was wearing the stunning camisole top and shorts—that I knew she’d look sensational in—and was curled up on the bed lying between the huge teddy’s legs, with her head on his chest like she would have been doing to me had I been home.
“This,” she said, as she patted the teddy bear and looked intently at me on the screen, her beautiful blue eyes glistened with tears. “This is no substitute, but I’m thankful to have something tangible to hang on to until I have you home.”
“Aw, baby, why don’t you come out next weekend? It’s LA, we can spend the day shopping or drive down to Santa Monica before I play my gigs.”
“I’m not staying on the bus,” she chipped back, quickly.
“No one is asking you to,” I replied with my tone an octave higher. “Come, be with me, fly out on Friday evening and back on Sunday afternoon. Ask Tricia to be on standby for us, she can be at our apartment when Colby gets back on the Sunday and she can stay overnight with you. That way you won’t be stressing on what time you get home.”
“All right, I’ll do it, but you better keep Wiggy away from me. That deal is as much for him as for me. I wouldn’t want to stress him out and make him do anything stupid.”
“No Wiggy,” I promised. “You can come to the gigs, but I’ll have someone take care of you so you don’t come into contact with him.”
“How would you do that?”
“Hire some security to keep you company, a female, of course. I’m not having another man protect what’s mine.”
“Caveman,” she replied and chuckled.
“Too true. Have you seen my wife? She’s stunning,” I replied, and meant every word.
“I never guessed you were so romantic,” she mumbled.
“Trust me, I didn’t either, you bring out the best in me … or the worst … sex-wise, I think it’s the latter.”
“I like the worst,” she answered coyly and laughed a little embarrassed.
“I’m not complaining, darlin’, I can’t wait to see you, my dick really needs to penetrate something, it’s tired of my hand.”
“Oh, well you do have that toy you bought for yourself. Now there’s an idea. I think it’s my turn to get revenge on you for that little trick you played on me in my office,” she replied. “Hmm, tomorrow night after the gig, do you have a meet and greet?”
