Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed. A special thank you to Aspiring Actress, losingmymind, Queen of Kaos, and Shout Diva for their thought-provoking reviews. Sometimes when others see things that I haven't thought of, it makes me a better writer and with that, I thank all of you.

This chapter contains sexual content.

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Some people exercise to relieve stress. Others go shopping. Some cook or undertake various activities. Not Rae. Her number-one form of relaxation was having sex with Dave. The more sex and positions he could put her body in, the better.

Unfortunately, that was not an option.

Hesitant about sleeping with his girlfriend, Dave decided it was better for them to work out their problems before any physical intimacy occurred. For several weeks, they kissed and held each other but nothing physical happened past that. Needless to say, it wasn't making Rae too particularly happy. Determined to make her relationship work and resist Randy, Rae masturbated often. Too damn much.

Easing back into the natural rhythm they shared before, Rae was spending the majority of her time at Dave's home. For the most part, their relationship was strong—they communicated better and shared more feelings with each other.

Now if only we can get sex into the equation… Rae thought.

Needing to give her vibrator a rest, Rae decided she was going to clean the hell out of Dave's home. Everything was cleaned, scrubbed and bleached to perfection. She wasn't expecting an empathy sex session when Dave got home from the gym. But she wouldn't be upset if he decided to thank her by licking her so hard that she wouldn't be able to move her legs.

Fuck, I'm getting horny again! I think I need to clean the bathroom. Yes, I'm going to clean the bathroom. With that, Rae entered a bathroom that was fit for a king. A sizable whirlpool tub was by the window and a separate shower unit was nearby. There were two vanity sinks and separate small room for the toilet alone.

She quickly got out her sponge and cleaner and immediately went to work. It was a guarantee that the bathroom was going to be pristine by the time she was done with it.

When Dave entered his town home, he was greeted with the booming sounds of Barry White. He set down his duffel bag and attempted to call out Rae but knew she wasn't going to hear him. It wasn't until he found her dancing while she was scrubbing the bathroom tub.

He always loved when Rae cleaned his townhouse. Instead of wearing sweats or raggedy clothes, Rae always cleaned the place wearing just her bra and thong panties. If Rae was feeling the frustration of no sex, Dave was right up there with her. He lost count how many times he masturbated during the past few weeks. He was more surprised he didn't break anyone's hands with his firm shake.

The fact Rae was grooving to Barry White made Dave temporarily forget any problems he and Rae were going through. Temporarily. But he wasn't going to concentrate on too hard on their relationship right now.

He stood by the bathroom entry watching Rae's body. She had a dancer's rhythm and her body naturally swayed to the thumping bass line of "It's Ecstasy When You Lay Next to Me." When she turned around, she smiled. "Hey Baby." She said as her body kept moving.

Dave felt his head bouncing right along with Rae's shaking hips. "Hey."

"Could you be a doll and hand me the Soft Scrub?"

Dave grabbed the bottle and walked over to Rae. He stood directly behind her, his legs cradling her hips. He then held the bottle of Soft Scrub at her eye level. "Is this what you want?"

Rae looked up and saw the bottle. "Oh yes, thank you." She then grabbed the bottle from Dave but he wasn't letting go of it. "Um, do you want to give me the bottle?"

"Beautiful…" He murmured.

Hearing Dave's low rumble instantly brought shivers to Rae's spine. A small whimper escaped her lips as he spoke to her. But then she remembered where she was and how she looked. She craved for Dave to do whatever he wanted to her. But she also wanted to smell something other than bleach when he did it.

She rose up a little so that she was kneeling. Her back was still turned to him but her head was at perfect level with his crotch. She looked up at him. "I know you are not getting turned on by me up to my neck in soap scum."

Dave had an intense expression on his face and his eyes were speaking loud and clear to her. "I'll help you get clean." He replied. He leaned down a little and placed his hand on her shoulder.

Rae reached up and put a sponge in Dave's hand. "This would go a lot faster if you help me."

Dave glanced down at Rae. If it meant the only way he was going to get ass was to help his girlfriend scrub the bathroom tub, he was willing to get his hands dirty a little. "Alright, I'm game." He then left the bathroom and headed to the bedroom to change clothing. When he returned, he was wearing just his boxer briefs and a smile. "Where do I start?"

"Um…um…." Rae was too focused on his bronzed and smooth body than anything else at the moment. It seemed like his body was becoming more perfect every day. Damn, I really need to get laid. "Um…um…"

"Sponge?"

"Huh?"

"The sponge. Can I have the sponge?"

"Oh yeah, the sponge." Rae then handed Dave her sponge and he kneeled down on the floor. He put some Soft Scrub on the sponge and began to furiously scrub the tub.

As Dave cleaned the tub, Rae sat down on the vanity bench and watched him work. Small beads of sweat were forming on his back as he worked under the bright light. His muscles flexed in various places as he worked the tub. And Rae had just about enough.

She unhooked her bra and kneeled behind Dave. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her chest against his back. Dave instantly stopped cleaning and sat up just slightly.

Rae then surprised him by licking his back tattoo. She started with the nape of his neck and trailed her tongue over the large design, tasting the light sweat. She maneuvered her tongue over every crevice and corner of the dragon, flicking her tongue all over.

Meanwhile, Dave was getting aroused by the second. His girlfriend wanted him bad and she didn't particularly care where they were or how much they both smelled like cleaner. While her tongue was pleasing him, Rae trailed her hands down and pulled out Dave's shaft. She continued licking his back while she gave him a hand job at the same time. She moved her hands slow and then fast, once again exploring her lover.

"I think we're done for the time being." Dave said as he turned around. He then stood up and took off his boxer briefs while Rae removed her thong panties. He washed his hands briefly to remove any soap scum and bleach smell.

Then he walked Rae over to the vanity bench and sat down, placing her on top of him. He placed himself inside of her and she whimpered slightly, relishing the feeling of Dave being inside her.

Her toes were barely touching the floor and Dave was holding Rae tight, guiding her up and down. They kissed and locked eyes with each other as they both remembered their passionate sessions with each other. Rae wrapped her arms around Dave's body as he dived at her neck. Their moans echoed off the bathroom walls as Rae rode Dave faster, wanting to feel more of him inside her.

Once she climaxed, Dave watched her face easy back into reality. "How are you feeling, Beautiful?"

Rae opened her eyes to a pair of soft brown eyes smiling back at her. "Wonderful." Rae commented.

"Great." He smiled. "Did you have plans for the next couple days? Are you planning to go out with your friends? Talking on the phone a lot?"

"What's up with the third degree, Detective?" Rae smiled as she thought about her upcoming week. "Not really, why?"

Over the next several hours, Rae realized why Dave was asking all of those questions. With her jelly-like legs and her coarse voice, it was clear what Dave was doing to her. He was fucking Randy out of her system. And with no voice, she wasn't complaining one bit.