Chara talking about her colourful past unleashes a naughty desire Matt didn’t know he had inside him.
I stretched out on the bed like a starfish, working the day’s exertion out of my muscles. The bathroom door was left ajar and Chara was humming softly over the sound of the shower running.
It wasn’t a song I was familiar with. Something she enjoyed back in her home country. Still, it was nice to hear her voice.
I wondered what I had done in my life to be so lucky to get a wife like Chara. We met at work and I was head over heels for her almost immediately. I thought she was totally out of my league, with her long, beautiful hair and gorgeous smile. An amazing pair of breasts, too, and the peachiest ass I ever laid my eyes on. Okay, Chara was the only girl I ever been with, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t a knockout. She had an aura about her, exotic and alluring. Guys checked her out, and at first, I had to reign in my jealousy. I didn’t want to fuck things up with her.
But most of all, she was kind. She didn’t even mind this trip down south to my mother’s.
Mum was going on a weeklong holiday with her boyfriend, Roger, and we promised to stay with her dog for the week. Chara and I worked in a busy marketing company and it was very gracious of her to use up a big chunk of her…
