She had a point, goddamnit she had a point, and she might be stubborn enough to refuse to shower until I carried her into it. Besides, it was dangerous to shower drunk, in a way this was the responsible thing to do, risk a marriage over risking a serious injury. As if that was the primary thought process that led me to follow her down the opposite hall, down to our, rather impressive, guest bathroom. It still had a good-sized tub and a cleaning hose of appreciable quality.

I struggled to pull my pants off and undo my shirt's remaining buttons, hands shaking as Ino's clothes seemed to just fall off her body with a shiver. She didn't wait for me before stepping into the shower, but left the door open, kept me in her peripheral. I gasped as she rose the water to such heat while blasting it directly into her face, it was almost out of concern that I hurried to finish undressing. I could practically hear the sizzling until she turned the nob back down, rubbed her cheeks a few quiet moments, and turned back to look at me plain-faced as a virgin.

My cock slowly hardened, pulling upwards against gravity until it pointed straight at her. With a twist and a yank, my feet finally came free. I closed the distance between us quickly, pushing her into the shower room proper as we collided. We were hungrily kissing again before the door clicked closed.

Whereas before she seemed almost unreal, covered in shadows and painted in unnatural colors, now she was something else entirely. Doused in running water, basked in bright fluorescent light, she looked like a meal. Like a creamy dessert waiting to be devoured. A comfort food waiting for you at the end of a horrible day, a treat good enough to really appreciate eating. There was a nurturing feeling in our embrace now, a gentleness in her soft moans that wasn't there before. She'd got what she set her eyes on, everything else now was just a bonus.

I got the distinct feeling that we didn't have to have sex. That we could just keep doing this, kissing and caressing and admiring each other's bodies until we were both all clean. I think Ino would have let me get away with that. That unfortunately only made the minx's aura even more safe and comforting. Assuring in a voice that said 'everything's fine, everything's going to be okay', and that was something I very much wanted to hear in my current mental state.

I'd cheated on my wife. The words gnawed at the back of my mind, demanding my attention and kept back only by the overwhelmingly pleasurable sensations that needed to be processed. I'd not just cheated on her, I did it raw, under our roof, came inside her friend's wife! Inside this practically stranger! Did you remember to ask if she was on birth control? Would you have trusted her answer even if you had?! Was this creamy angel of a woman pregnant right now!?

Ino took that exact moment to gently slip my hardened cock inside of her. I felt so good, so happy, so content. In that one moment, with our bodies gently rocking together, all was right in the world. Our mouths were still pecking at each other. Just catching what little contacts we could between our washing and sensual teasing.

"So," she began abruptly. "Sai's not home between 8 AM and 3 PM, ever, on weekdays. Maids come on Tuesday, but I'm usually home all by my lonesome other than that," she mentioned before pulling me in for a much longer kiss. "And sometimes on weekends too…" another quick, but firm kiss. "Gimme a call anytime between those hours, and don't come over without calling first, okay?" she asked assertively, poking me in the cheek with one finger.

"Oh god," I muttered at the talk, and the way her snatch seemed to milk every inch of my cock.

A knock on the door saved me from answering.

A knock on the door.

My blood chilled as my cock throbbed inside of her.

"Hinago? Is that you?"

"Y-Yes dear, just getting cleaned up, I was sweaty," I called out, carefully choosing each word.

"In the guest shower?" she asked. God, why couldn't she just go to bed?

"…..Yep. Didn't want to wake you, honey you need your sleep," I said assertively.

"But… oh but I can't find Ino, she's not on the couch!" she called, the woman squeezed herself around me when her name was called, I have no idea if it was intentional or not. She certainly looked amused staring up at me, gently scratching my back as I talked to my wife.

"Honey, she's probably on the porch or the bathroom or something, go to sleep, I'll look for her when I'm out," I assured. For lord's sake, she had to be in the boardroom in seven hours! What was she thinking? What was she thinking making sure her loved ones and guest were safe and okay? Goddamn angel of a woman.

"Isn't it dangerous to shower when your drunk?" she asked, concerned.

"I'm not drunk love, you are, remember?"

"Oh yeah…" she chuckled. "Okay… I love you. Thanks for the date,"

"Oh god, I love you too honey!" I called, throat clamping like awful to sound barely passable through two doors and a running shower. When exactly Ino's gentle motions evolved to full-on humping is a difficult question, depends on where you draw the line between those two things I suppose. Whatever the case, we were definitely humping now. She was picking up the pace too, no doubt picking up that I was at the end of my rope after that little interruption.

Our wet, naked bodies slapped together with as much force as we dared. The sounds echoing through the room over the hiss of the hot water. A clenched jaw turned into a low, lengthy groan from my partner, and I finally let myself release. Inside her. Again.

We stayed still together for a lengthy moment, both sucking the humid air in through our mouths.

"Oh Hinago… your wife's such a lucky woman. Such a greedy woman, trying to hog this dick all to herself," she scolded as she ran her nails lightly down my chest.

"Don't mention my wife," I said firmly, desperate to set some boundaries in this new…relationship.

"Mmm, oh yes master, whatever you want," she teased, giving me one more peck on the mouth before pulling off of me.

She stretched up her arms and let out a chipper sigh.

"Well, I'm satisfied," she said plainly. "You should really go keep an eye on… uh… get back to bed. I think I'm gonna take a bath, and don't worry, I won't bother you again tomorrow morning," she assured, slapping my cheek twice gently.

I was being disrespected and dismissed like a slave, but at that moment, I was too tired to care. All I wanted to do was go crawl into bed, cuddle my wife, and fall asleep. Too tired to even process the guilt I should have felt for that action.

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