SoulMates

The aftermath

Rolling over, Lanae felt for her husband who wasn't there. Sitting completely up now she went to relieve herself and do her morning hygiene. Adjusting the shower water just right she jumped in, all her muscles relaxing under the steaming hot water, she needed this. Her body was sore from all the dancing and the punishment fuck she received. Her lady part was throbbing.   Thinking back on that experience she was so turned on and aroused by it. Not knowing if it was the location or the anger that radiated off Zeek. But whatever it was made it extra intense. She knew that it wasn't over, especially since she passed out after she had a gut wrenching orgasm. Fuck mentally rolling her eyes at herself. She never been that drunk and don't know how she allowed herself too.   She felt disgusted she let another man feel her up, even if it was just dancing.   She feel she violated her husband.

Sitting on the bathroom counter, Zeek watched his wife in the shower. He was pissed with her, pissed at the outfit she wore; though he must admit she was sexy as hell in it. That made him smile for a second. Pissed at the way she was dancing. Pissed at the fact she never danced like that around him. Pissed at the fuck boy who was dancing with her. Pissed at how carelessly drunk she got. Thoughts of him fucking her mouth filled his head. The rough back shots he gave her. Making his dick twitch.

Not ready to talk to her he went to leave out.

"Babe?" Lanae called out to him. Looking back over his shoulder he looked at her but continued to walk out.

Like a ton of bricks hit her. Nae couldn't breathe, she hurriedly washed and rinsed. Drying off, and heading into their bedroom. It was empty, she rushed to her drawers throwing on some black tights, one of Zeek shirts and some socks. She first wanted to check on the kids. Which none of them was home. She remembered he took them to his mom house; who by the way was still being shady to her. Setting her intentions back on finding him. She wanted to talk to him about last night, and the fact he showed her Winter twice. Something he promised he would never do. Searching the whole downstairs she finally found him in his office. Standing at the door way. He ignored her presence. Walking fully in he still did not acknowledge her. Something in her wanted to start cursing him out, yell and scream at him but that's not who she was when it came to him. Besides she knew she would have acted up if she caught a females grinding into him. Deciding to just give him space, she turned and left out.

Winter wanted to follow her out but he was so angry and he knew how his anger can get except when it comes to her. She usually calming him. So deciding to play it safe he choose to not say anything. That was smarter than losing his wife behind saying something he would regret.

Winter POV

A couple hours had passed. At this point I was just hiding out in my office. I was embarrassed about how mad I was but I still feel I have valid points behind it. Thinking more of how that nigga was on her, grinding into her I wanted his head.

Trying to calm myself, remember that communication is very big in our marriage. I have to man up and go find my wife. Finding her in the living room curled up under a blanket, she pretended she didn't notice my presence and I had to accept that since I did the same. Sitting on the opposite couch, I just stared at her, I watched as she squirmed under my gaze, I admired every detail in her beautiful face, I appreciated her juicy breast, respected her stretch marks on her stomach, honored the thickness of her thighs; this woman was my Queen and I worshipped her. I couldn't be mad that she wanted to show off, this the same woman I had to convince to honor her body that it was ok to dress sexy. I know she mine and all mine in every aspect. Getting out of my thoughts when I realized she turned away from me.