Aurora could feel his arousal as well, his erection pressing against her leg. Upon arriving home she’d fallen asleep as soon as she sat on the sofa, and had slept for five hours, then woke up and ran to the shower, from which she had just emerged. True, her body was sore and tender in some places, her nipples were still not back to their normal softness, but all in all she felt superb.

“Aurora, you look so beautiful.” He paused, then decided to go on with it, get right to it. “I saw the pictures that were posted,” watching her eyes, “and the videos.” She blushed, but then smiled at him.

“Is that what you wanted, is that more to your liking than a dull housewife?”

“Aurora, no, you were never dull, no, never! But I wanted more for you, for us. I love you, I always will, and nothing you do will change that.” Aurora led him into the bedroom, stripped, and told him word for word what had happened. Dan never even thought about dinner until nearly midnight, so Aurora made them scrambled eggs for a midnight breakfast.

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