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Special Bond

... from the tub. A short time later she came down the stairs wrapped in her familiar robe. "I feel so much better. When you get home, a bath makes me feel like I have washed away the week. It’s like a fresh start.” Her eyes seemed to be brighter and I could detect just a trace of perfume. Instead of sitting, she picked up her glass and walked to the kitchen. “My turn. I can use a quick bath too.” I heard he mumble an answer from the kitchen and the sound of ice cubes being broken loose in the ice tray. My head spinning, I stood and headed up the stairs. We did not have a shower in our old house. It always felt strange to sit there naked while waiting for the tub to fill. When the tub was full enough, I shut off the water and stepped in, grabbing the side to lower myself into the warm water. I preferred a shower as there was in the rooming house where I stayed during the week, but soaking in the tub still felt luxurious. The warm water seemed to melt away the tension in my body and left me feeling clean and relaxed. At least most of me. My hard cock stuck up out of the water as if begging for attention. I had to snicker, now fully expecting that my cock would soon get all the attention it craved. I hurried to finish, gathering up my clothes and putting them in the hamper before wrapping a towel around my hips and going to my room. There lay my ‘weekend’ pajamas on my bed, all clean and neatly folded. I put on just the bottoms and started down the steps. The room was now ...

... illuminated by only the lowest setting of a table lamp. She sat on the end of the couch in just her nightgown. As I approached, she picked up one of the cushions from the end of the couch. She smiled at me and put the cushion in her lap, patting it several times. I sat down, then stretched out with my head on the cushion, facing toward the television. She began to stroke my hair. “It’s nice having you home. There is always something to do here but the quiet evenings sometimes make me feel lonely. Once you are home it’s like everything changes and the house becomes warm.” I rolled onto my back to look up at her. “I miss you too. Those weeks at school seem to get longer and longer.” She bent down and kissed my forehead. Before she could lean back, I pulled up and kissed her lips. Just a quick kiss that ended with both of us smiling. I turned my face toward her, pressing against her nightgown and the breast beneath. Slowly I rubbed my face against her feeling the softness beneath her robe. She emitted a low sigh and held my head against her. I pulled myself up slightly and began to rub my face again, this time at her other breast. I could see her smile. “I’ve started to enjoy our Friday nights together. At first I felt guilty and wanted to stop, but each time seemed to get better and better. I feel so relaxed and so connected to you that I don’t care anymore. I just want to enjoy these times with you and hope that you do also.” “I do like it so much. All week long it’s all I can think ...