“Hey wonderful… heyyyyy. How’s work going? Oh you closed already? … Yea I figured. Ok listen, you have your key, yea? … Oh, no I’m home, I just need to take a long bath; need you to open the door to the house yourself? … No no I’m alright, totally. I just had a somewhat eventful day and I need to soak up… Aii… No we don’t; I grabbed a few drinks from the store on my way back, so we have enough. Aii then… see you soon, husband!”
I got off the phone and got off the bed; I started “husband that is going to get some… ughh ughhh I got the moves like Jagger, yea!” Been a week and some days since the fishnet episode; things had been great – we’d gone on a few dates, weekend shopping together, pulled a few more stunts on our dining table… life had been good; but I decided to add some lingerie spice again, sprinkle some of that lingerie luvvin’ all over our loving! I was humming again… “Every time I rewind to when I gave you my heart o… oh my God…” I headed to the bathroom to fill the tub with my bath wash; in a few minutes I had created a bubble bath! “Yes, I am Bims, creator of a bubble bath, wearer of heart lace sexy lingerie, planner of bathtub sex, wife of Felix, Mrs. A!” I glided back to the bedroom, bent in from of the dresser and touched up my nude lipstick and powdered my face; the thing was, I wasn’t planning on taking a bath, I was just planning to settle in all that bubble till he walked in on me! I started to hum Cynthia Morgan’s “Bubble Bup” as I floated back into the bathroom; I took another final look in the mirror and as I heard the gate to the compound open, I got into the tub, got comfortable and closed my eyes.
“Babe you in there?” “Hey hon, you back. Yes I’m in here. Come join?” “I’ll just let you finish…” “No! You don’t want to just let me finish; you want to come in here. Trust me.” I’m sure it was how I said it and the underlying tone, he knew he had to come in here that instant and he did! “Look at you looking like a goddess in there… why do you have make-up… oh damn!” The “oh damn” came after he saw me get up… I was standing there in my red and black lace lingerie, wet from neck to toe, soapsuds clinging to my body, my nipples hard and pushing against the lace (I’d pinched them severally for that effect). “Naked hug?” I asked as I looked at him, hunger in his eyes; he nodded, and started taking off his clothes… He got into the tub with me and hugged me tight, his body was warm. “How was your day?” I whispered. “About to get better. One day, you’ll tell me where all this inspiration came from; but now…” He started to undo the lingerie from behind; I raised my leg – one after the other – to step out of it. He threw the wet bundle to one side… “now we’re even” he said, as he held my naked cold wet body to his warm and dry self; he started to kiss my neck. There was something about his lips on my neck that got me weak-kneed every time; I started to sink into the tub when he caught me and lowered me on himself as he sat first in the tub and all the bubbles… if only we had champagne! But we had red wine! “Hey, can I quickly fetch us two glasses of red wine? Do you mind?” “That could work… hurry back.” He tapped my bottom as I got up and raced very carefully with my wet feet to the kitchen.
I entered the bathroom, a glass of wine in each hand; hubby already had Praiz’s “69” playing in the bedroom – that got me smiling; this my ‘le hub’ knows how to be romantic when he wants to be. He was shaving when I entered the bathroom… “I poured some more of your liquid soap thing into the tub, the bubbles were de-bubbling.” I laughed… de-bubbling… I made a mental note to reward him for shaving, just cause. As soon as he was done, I handed him his glass of wine and gulped down all of mine in one swallow! “Easy babe! I’ve told you to always sip, not swallow everything at once na, you’ll soon start staggering about like a headless chicken now.” Felt like the wine was already kicking in, ‘cause the laugh that escaped from my mouth was a little loud and weird, “No time to sip, hon. And as long as I’m staggering unto something, then we are fine… come, let’s go back into the tub.” He guided me back into the tub, and before he had the chance to slip in and sit, I quickly lowered myself into the bubbles, bringing my face to his Mr. … “Can I stagger my tongue all over this?” Of course, I wasn’t going to let him answer that, at least not with words… I heard his silent moan as I started to lick and roll my tongue around this hard chocolatey goodness; I gathered some lather with my free hand and started to rub all over his nuts. I sucked and licked some more, sending him down my throat occasionally – hearing him moan louder when I did that; the feeling was crazy, at this point, I was sure my own juices were mixing with the soapy water. In a little while more, I stopped and made him sit; he took another sip of his wine while I looked at him hungrily. When he returned the glass to the floor, I gently lowered myself on him – filling myself with his hardness. I just sat there and didn’t move, I was enjoying the feel of him inside me; then I heard him whisper and hum along to the song on replay “I wanna live inside you…” I felt him put his hands around me till his fingers found my nipples; kneading, massaging, working those now-tight, hard nipples… “yes, rub down those nipples, Fe.” I wasn’t even sure if I’d said that, I heard my own voice from miles away… I was lost… I did not know when I started to move my hips in circular motion on top of him, gently going up and down and in circles, taking him deeper and deeper inside me. Now he was not just working my nipples, he’d gotten a good grip of my breasts and was rubbing on so hard, biting the back of my ear softly; I was going insane and obviously so was he… “Babe, You’re still safe, yea?” “Huh? Ummm yea?” Safe? What’s he talking about safe? … Oh..! Before I got a chance recover from my own orgasm, enough to calculate if I was still safe or not, I felt him start to jerk and explode inside of me. That was that I guess, safe or not! But I loved every bit of it! He buried his face in my neck, planting tiny kisses, playing with my breasts.
“Now we need to drain this water and wash up for real.” I groaned after he helped me sit on the edge of the tub, “can we just have more wine and hide under the duvet?” “We can do that, AFTER we wash up and eat something, even if it’s cereal… grab your shower cap and come.” I reached for my shower cap hanging on the wall, went back into the tub and held on to him as I felt the water run down from my head down my body… today was a good day, another good day.
Read The FeBims Chronicles (I) here
Read The FeBims Chronicles (II) here