“I’m gonna go in there and take a long, hot shower. When I come out I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t move,” he stoically promised before planting his lips tenderly on her right temple.
Overwhelmed by the soul jarring crescendo she’d just been put through, the figure of the man who’d unleashed that monster inside her almost appeared to dissolve into neon vapor as he made his way towards the bathroom.
“Maybe all of this was a dream,” Regina told herself until the hiss of the shower starting up, and the billowing steam that followed, reminded her everything that happened was all too real.
As if she needed any reminding, when she looked down Regina could see her undone pants, not to mention the copious amounts of her own arousal drizzled along the stained front of her best pair of slacks. Tucking her underwear back up into place, she couldn’t help but wince when she grazed her fingers through the dense and saturated triangle of her pubic fleece.
Sitting down in the chair next to the room’s rickety old desk, Regina immediately turned her head away from the mirror in front of her. The one image that caught in her mind was the sparkling glow of her wedding ring as she held her hands to her face. Left alone with her thoughts as the endorphins of her release slowly faded, Regina absently rubbed her right hand over the diamond symbol of her marital vows, making sure not to look down and be faced with its implication.
Not wanting to look back up and see herself in the mirror either, the only real other option left was to cast her gaze out across the room to the open bathroom door, knowing what was waiting inside.
Perhaps it was the self-esteem issues she’d been dealing with all her life. A big-boned Midwestern girl on the shorter side didn’t have much of a chance measuring up to the standards set by all those fashion magazines and TV shows. Add in the fact that she was also smarter than most of her peers, and always saw herself going on to have a career isolated Regina somewhat from many of the small town girls she was raised with who were looking to get married as quickly as possible out of school. To have someone of Anton’s dashing good looks so enthralled with her provided Regina with an opportunity for some attention from a man she’d never gotten a second look from when she’d been his age.
Perhaps it was all the stored animosity with her Husband for the way things had spiraled downward in their marriage. Had his lack of attention, both to her and to everything that should have mattered their life brought her to this point where she had so willingly offered herself up to a complete stranger who happened to show her an iota of attention. As selfish as it was to contemplate, was going through this wanton act a way for Regina to unleash the torrent of frustration that had long been boiling inside her.
Whatever the reason, Regina winced and huddled in that chair when she heard the shower in the next room go silent just before Anton pulled the curtain back and stepped out. Of all the things she expected he might say to her as he began drying himself off, the words that echoed from the mist-filled bathroom left Regina at a loss.