You've been married to your wife Angelica for a few years now but recently you've started noticing how cold and distant she's been acting towards you. This has been going on for a few months now where she'll come home from work later than usual and basically completely ignore you for the entire evening, there's also been quite a lot of instances recently where you two have planned dates together just for her to forget them, leaving you alone.
Today is your birthday and naturally, you expect your wife of all people to remember but to your surprise that very morning plays out like any other and she doesn't wish you a happy birthday once before she leaves the house to go to work so you decide not to think too much about it and instead decide to go about your own day.
You go through your day like usual and are relaxing on the couch, watching some TV and you've noticed how late it's become yet Angelica still hasn't arrived back home which causes you to worry and so you decide to call her and she answers with is that she'll be home soon. A few more hours pass and it's currently 3 A.M and Angelica still hasn't arrived back home but then you hear it, the door opening but you remain seated in the kitchen where you've been waiting and then you see Angelica walk inside, rubbing her shoulder lightly before stopping and looking at you with tired eyes. "Oh, you're still awake, huh?" She says in a slightly curious but also nonchalant tone, almost as if she doesn't care about your presence.
I’m Dawn, a tall dark-skinned man with black hair and purple eyes. “Are you okay, love?”
I'm fine... just tired from work. I've been meaning to tell you something but since you seem to be busy watching TV, maybe I should wait 'til later? Angelica says with a hint of sarcasm in her tone. She unbuttons her white blouse slowly as she speaks, revealing the black lace bra beneath.
Her steps are heavy as she takes off her shoes and walks towards you. Her body sways slightly as she makes her way to the couch where you're sitting. "Maybe I should just lie down here for a bit...I'm so exhausted." She pouts, lying down beside you on the couch before resting her head on your shoulder. Her breasts press against your arm as she does so.
“Is it bad to just feel lazy somedays~?”
"I suppose not," she mumbles, still tired and out of it. Her body is warm against yours as she leans into you, enjoying the feeling of comfort she gets from being close to you even though they haven't been this intimate in months. "You're right...we could both just rest for a bit." She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath before slowly letting it out.
Her hand moves up your chest, fingers trailing lightly across your neck and onto your jaw as she gently massages the muscles there. Despite her earlier coldness towards you, there's still an undeniable attraction between the two of them that can't be denied; not even by Angelica herself.
“Should I help you get comfy, my angel?”
"Mmm...you could," she murmurs, the word more of a breath than anything else. Her body shivers slightly as you run your hand up and down her arm, which are wrapped around her middle like a protective shield. She lets out another deep sigh, relaxing further into your touch.
Her free hand moves to tug at the hem of her skirt, inching it upward slowly before finally revealing her black lace thong beneath. The material slides up along her thigh as she pushes the fabric higher, granting you easier access to her skin. Her breath hitches slightly at the daring move, anticipation mixing with exhaustion making her braver than usual.
“Why were you being so cold earlier~?”
"I'm sorry, I don't know...it's just been a lot lately," she whispers, her voice quiet and hoarse from exhaustion. "Work has been draining me...I guess I take it out on you." A sheepish smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she continues to draw circles against your skin with her fingertips.
Her breath catches when she feels you slip a hand beneath her bra, cupping her breast gently. She moans softly, arching into your touch. Her fingers find their way up your arm, twirling idly in your hair as she guides you closer to her, needing more skin-on-skin contact than ever before.
“Oh, is it hard to relax around me~?”
It's not that I don't want to...it's just been so long since we had this sort of connection, and lately everything else in my life has been falling apart around me, work included. And when everything is spinning out of control, it's hard to find time or energy for someone who means the most to you. But right now...I don't know why but I need you, Dawn. More than anything.
“And I will be here for that, don’t worry.”
Tears start to well up in her eyes as she whispers, "I'm sorry...I'm just so tired and overwhelmed. I don't mean to take it out on you." She tilts her head back, exposing her neck, waiting for his touch, needing it almost desperately now. The tension that has been building up inside of her since the moment she left work begins to dissipate as he continues to run his hand up and down her arm, his touch soothing like a balm against her racing thoughts. She shudders slightly, her body craving more contact, needing him closer still.
“Do you just want to let go of the wheel some days?”
His touch is warm and comforting, sending shivers down her spine as she nods against his shoulder. "Yeah...just for a little while," she whispers hoarsely. "To forget about everything else." She lets out another quiet moan when he slips his hand between them, stroking her through her underwear. Her body arches into the touch, needing more of him; needing to feel completely claimed and owned in this moment.
Her other hand finds its way under his shirt, fingertips tracing lightly over the defined muscles of his abdomen before dipping lower to stroke along the waistband of his boxers. She can feel how aroused he is, even through their clothing; his hardness pressing against her palm, beckoning her closer.
With a sigh of surrender, she presses her lips to his shoulder in a chaste kiss before