Mom, don't read this

His Lemon

"Hey, I'm home!" I pulled off my shoes and sat on the bench by the door, pushing my hair out of my face with both hands and slapping my cheeks before standing up. "Honey? Where are you?" I listened for the alluring ring of her voice, but the house remained silent. "Her car is still in the driveway. Maybe she went out with her friends? No, she didn't say anything about leaving. She has to be here somewhere. Hey, are you in the shower!? I'm coming upstairs!" Before walking up the steps, I peeked into the kitchen for her, sometimes she just had in her earbuds and her music was so loud she couldn't hear anything, but she wasn't in there either. "Strange." I walked up the stairs, I couldn't hear any water running, so she obviously wasn't in the shower. At the top of the steps, I could see our bedroom door was closed, usually, that meant that she was taking a nap, and I slapped my forehead for yelling so damn loud all through the house. "I hope I didn't wake her, I had enough problems at work, I don't want any here too." I crept over to the door and cracked it open just enough to see the bed. The curtains were drawn and bathed the room in red-tinted light. I could see a captivating figure laying under the sheets, and I knew I found my woman. Best not to wake her, I'll take a shower down the hall and come back for clothes after. I grabbed a towel from the hall closet and started up the shower in the guest bathroom. While I waited I stripped off my clothes and tossed them into the hamper by the washer and dryer. Come on, give me some hot water! I need to fix this stupid water heater. This is barely even warm. Ugh! Whatever, warm is better than cold. I flipped on the exhaust fan and stepped into the shower. It wasn't as hot as I had hoped, but the warm water still helped wash away some of the day's difficulties and stresses. I stood there with the water running through my hair and down my back, feeling my muscles slowly relaxing under the rushing water. Suddenly the shower curtain was yanked back and presented me in all my naked glory to the world. "Woah! Hey!" Standing outside the tub was my wife with my baggy t-shirt hanging off her shoulder and a sleepy grin on her face as she looked me up and down. "There you are. I heard the shower running, but you weren't in our bathroom. Why are you showering in here?" I knew why I was in there, but I was still a little in shock at my sudden reveal to answer. "Know what? Doesn't matter. Answer this instead. Why are you in here without me?" She bit her lower lip and replaced her tired smile with a passionate grin as she pulled off the shirt she was wearing. She kicked the door shut behind her and stepped into the shower with me. "The water's barely even warm, why don't I help heat things up?" She whispered the final part in my ear and I felt goosebumps pop up across my body, as well as something else. "Oh! Somebody's ready to play!" She giggled and reached her hand up to my face and kissed me. "But they can wait a moment. How's my big, strong man doing today?" She brushed my wet hair out of my face and flashed me a smile that flipped around my entire day. "Much better now that you're here with me." She pulled me into another kiss, and I felt the corners of her lips turn up in a smile as she slowly pulled away. "You must have had such a long, hard day. Let me take care of you tonight, ok?" She wrapped her arms around my neck and we locked ourselves in another passionate kiss, I grabbed her ass and pressed her back up against the shower. The cold wall caused her to shiver and goosebumps flared beneath my hands as I pawed at her body. Her breath hitched and her hands fell from my neck to my chest, pushing me back slightly with one finger, charged with erotic electricity. "I said I'm taking care of you. Which means I'm in charge here. No pushing unless I say so. Got it big guy?" I nodded like an idiot, causing her to let out a low laugh that sent another wave of goosebumps across my body. Her finger tracked down my body painfully slow, tracing my abs and circling my belly button before making its final descent. Her hand gripped my dick, slowly stroking back and forth as she kissed my neck and collarbone, nibbling gently at my skin as her pace quickened. Quiet grunts and moans escaped me due to her exquisite technique, much to her own pleasure, her smiling lips moving down my body as she got down on her knees. "Remember darling, no pushing unless I say so." She gave me a wicked smile while looking up at me through her bangs, still stroking my shaft. Her hand slowed and her mouth took over, teasing me with her tongue and lips. My head tilted back in ecstasy as I felt the tight grip of her throat envelop my length, the movement of her tongue adding to my delight as she pulled me deeper in. I instinctually reached for her head, my fingers gripping her hair, feeling her rocking back and forth as she sucked me off. Without noticing, I slowly pushed her further down on me, and a quick pinch from her snapped me out of my trance. She backed off of me and seductively wiped her lips. The slight smear of her makeup from the water only added to her already irresistible looks, stirring up a lustful wildness in my chest. "I thought I told you no pushing. You're terrible with directions, honestly. That's it, you're in time out!" She stood up, giving me a look that told me I was in trouble, but not at the same time. She grabbed the shampoo off the shelf and squirted some into her palm. "Head down. You'll get more of me when you're clean." I wanted to argue, but chances are I'd be cut off for good if I didn't do what she said, like it or not, she was still very much in control. I bent my head down slightly and felt her rubbing my scalp, soap falling off my hair onto her tantalizing chest. My position left me staring down directly at her boobs and it was very difficult not to reach out and grab them. I really shouldn't. But I wanna. I wanna do it really bad. Maybe if I just went for it all at once she wouldn't fight it. Really pour on the charm and I'll be ok. After psyching myself up into believing this was a good idea, I eyed up my first target, targets, really. I pulled her towards me with one hand and my other hand started to play with her nipples. Her breasts had always been sensitive, and if I wanted to ensure she had as good a time as I did I made sure to give them plenty of attention. "Mmm! What are you doing!? I didn't- Mmm! I- Stop that! Mmm! Ahhh! You-" I buried my face in her neck and gently bit at her skin as I fondled her and rebelled against her orders. I kissed my way up to her ear and gave my reasons for my mutiny. "You were right. I did have a very long, hard day. Being told what to do by my bosses and clients all day. Why don't you let me take control and tell you what to do now?" Her gasping breath brushed against my ear as she turned to me, struggling to mutter an answer through my assault on her senses. "I- I won't gi- mmm! Give up tha- haaat easily. You're gonna haaave to work for it bi- big guy!" The flames of competition had been lit, and now it was a fight for control, and I wasn't gonna let her win. I turned her around and pressed her up against the wall, kissing her shoulders and the back of her neck as I positioned myself behind her. She said she wouldn't give up easily, but her body language betrayed her as much as the grin on her face. I pushed myself into her to the sounds of a very delighted moan and watched her bite her fingers to silence herself. I gripped onto her wide hips and watched her ass shake with every thrust, her moans and the clap of our bodies filling the room. The feeling of her insides wrapping tightly around me sent painfully exciting sensations coursing through my body, I knew I wouldn't last long, but I wasn't going to let her win so easily. I continued my spirited love with reckless abandon, I knew she'd make fun of me for cumming first, but it would be through haggard breaths and whispers. Just before I bust, I pulled out and turned her around again and titled her head up to look at me. Her makeup was even more of a mess, the steam from the shower and the sweat of our arousing excursion making her eyeliner steam down her face in two lines of black tears. Irresistible. That was the only thought that my brain could use to describe her. Luckily, I was in the middle of thinking with my dick, so I could keep the good times rolling. "On your knees, now." I dropped her chin and all she could do was nod and lower herself in front of me. I stroked her chin again, using my thumb to gently open her mouth, and pushed myself into her throat again. I pumped back and forth, feeling the warmth of her tongue as it traveled my size yet again. I gathered her hair in my hand and held her in place as I felt myself reach my limits and came, coating her mouth as I pulled back out. She let out a quiet gasp and a quieter laugh as she got up, sticking out her tongue seductively before swallowing. "Mmm, we always get up to the dirtiest things in the cleanest places. Remember when we did a quickie in the janitor's closet back in college? Ahh, good times." Her brilliant smile completely wiped away my tiredness and I was ready for round two. "Well, how about we actually get clean in here, and go dirty somewhere else?" She thought about it for a moment before another smile spread across her lips. "Fine, but there's something I want to try. We may need to move the dresser for it though." She gave me a not-so-innocent look and I shut off the water. "Consider it done. Let's go!"

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Cringiest shit I've ever read or written. Don't expect much more stuff from a man's pov. It's not hard to do, just hard to live with after I've written it.