temptationsx
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Entering her house and slipping off her black dress heels after a long, hard day at work, Aubrey wanted nothing more than to relax in silence, or at least until her husband returned home from work. Work had been such a headache for the pair of them, and they were barely able to spend much alone time together anymore. She hoped that today, they could at least make a little bit of time for one another. Aubrey exhaustedly made her way into the kitchen of their home, pouring herself a glass of water before she sauntered into the bedroom that she shared with her husband.
The sight of her husbands crumpled pajamas that were thrown onto the floor beside his side of the bed, most likely due to him rushing to work just that morning, made her chuckle to herself. Typical, she thought to herself, just as she folded his clothes neatly and set them on top of his dresser. Aubrey shuffled her feet against the carpet, back to her side of the room before stripping down into nothing but her black bra, which she eventually removed from herself as she tossed every article into the hamper. The still-unmade bed was, without a doubt, calling her name as she slipped beneath the warmth of the comforter, wrapping herself in it tightly, the soft cotton of the duvet caressing her bare skin. She figured she would be able to fit about an hour nap in before her husband returned home, and assumed that he would eagerly awake her once he did.
The sight of her husbands crumpled pajamas that were thrown onto the floor beside his side of the bed, most likely due to him rushing to work just that morning, made her chuckle to herself. Typical, she thought to herself, just as she folded his clothes neatly and set them on top of his dresser. Aubrey shuffled her feet against the carpet, back to her side of the room before stripping down into nothing but her black bra, which she eventually removed from herself as she tossed every article into the hamper. The still-unmade bed was, without a doubt, calling her name as she slipped beneath the warmth of the comforter, wrapping herself in it tightly, the soft cotton of the duvet caressing her bare skin. She figured she would be able to fit about an hour nap in before her husband returned home, and assumed that he would eagerly awake her once he did.