Dear Readers - You will get more out of this story if you read part 1 first. ~ox
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It had been just under three weeks since Cheryl, inhibitions loosened by alcohol, confessed of her marital difficulties. Within 48 hours of that confession, Shauna had devised a plan to save the marriage, prepared for it, and carried it out. And while time will judge its success or failure, other patterns emerged due to its implementation.
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As she had every weekday morning since that first eventful night, Shauna heard the door open and close. "Would you like some coffee?" She called from the kitchen.
"Maybe later." John's voice was soft, inviting: the exact tone Shauna expected.
Entering the room, Shauna smiled at John. "Is there anything you *do* want?"
John watched her walk, elegantly, towards him. There were so many things that he wanted in life, but right now he just wanted to remain in the moment. Shauna's black hair, still damp, hung in gentle curls to her shoulders. Her face was free of make-up, and glowed of her own natural radiant beauty. Her body, perfect in form and proportion, was visible behind a sheer white bathrobe. To John, her beauty was almost painful.
John, unable to endure the distance, rose and moved towards her quickly. With both hands he cupped her face, pulled close to her, and after breathing in her essence, kissed her deeply. The embrace, tender and loving, threatened to absorb all of their time together.
And it might have, had Shauna not reached down to unbuckle John's belt. John pulled back just far enough to allow for Shauna's hands, but he refused to break the embrace. He refused to break the embrace as she unbuttoned his jeans, and refused to break the embrace as she pushed his pants and underwear down beyond his butt.
He did pause for a moment, long enough to gasp, when she took ownership of his erect cock. It was Shauna that broke the embrace. She stared, with clear need, into his eyes, released his cock, and then ripped his shirt open with such force as to send buttons flying.
"Get undressed and sit down." Without taking his eyes off her, John complied and moved back to the couch. Shauna gazed at his perfect body. His size and strength made her feel safe, and his passion made her feel loved.
She turned from him, took two steps, and then allowed her bathrobe to fall to the floor. John was struck by her form, tight and athletic, and longed for her touch. Shauna turned to face him, smiled at him, and then ran her hands over her perfect breasts. It was almost more than John could take.