After Colton put his daughter to bed, he returned to the living room to tidy up and wait for his son. As he put the last of Lily's stuffed animals in the toy bin, he saw her long forgotten brown bunny with green iridescent eyes peeking out from the pile. He picked it up and closed the lid. The color and shine of its eyes made him think of the woman in the woods.
Colt slid open the patio door and walked out onto the grass. The shirt he had left for her was gone. Colt smiled into the tree line as he propped the bunny up on a fence post and went back inside.
His son, Derek, arrived home as Colt finished getting ready for bed. Derek went to his room, sunburned and exhausted from his day at the amusement park, and collapsed on his bed.
"Brush your teeth before passing out, kid." Colt kissed his son's forehead then left him alone, bound for bed.
He thought of the girl. Of how it felt to have someone touch him, to make him cum. How soft and heavy her breast had felt in his hand. Her small, hard nipple rolling across his thumb. It had been so long since he and his wife, Kathy, were intimate. Jerking off in the shower almost every morning was no substitute for the touch and feel of a woman.
Colt drifted off into a blissful sleep, awaking late in the morning to the sound of his wife in the kitchen making breakfast with their youngest child, Lily.
Sometimes on Sundays, Kathy would wake early despite her late hours and spend the morning with her kids before napping then running errands. Sometimes, they would spend time together as a family, all 4 of them. Though lately, Kathy had been spending a lot of her time apart from them, leaving Colt with the kids.
As Colt entered the kitchen, Kathy was at the stove, Lily on a step stool in front of her, flipping pancakes.
Kathy was still in her robe, her dark curly hair flowing freely to her shoulders. She looked up at him and smiled, an expression Colt rarely saw from her these days.
"Good morning, babe," Colt said as he crossed the kitchen and kissed her cheek.
"I made you pancakes, daddy!" Lily shouted with no regard for indoor voices.
They sat at the table and ate their breakfast, joined soon by a groggy, hungry Derek. He slumped his lanky teenage body down in the chair next to Colt and piled a plate high with pancakes, then shoved them whole into his mouth.
"Uh, ever heard of a fork?" Lily teased.
"Don't judge me," Derek retorted as he poured syrup directly into his mouth.
After breakfast, Kathy gathered their plates and the kids took off back to the solitude of their rooms.
"I was thinking I would take the kids to my mom's today. You want to join us?"
Kathy knew that Colt and her mother didn't get along. As much as Colt had been looking forward to spending the day with his wife, there was no way in hell could he hang out with her mother for a full day.
"I think I'll pass." Colt got up to stand next to his wife at the kitchen sink.
Her robe had parted slightly and he could easily see the swell of her mountainous cleavage. He loved his wife's tits, even if they were starting to sag. Her nipples were large and perpetually stiff, and Colt missed the way they felt in his mouth.
Colt stood behind her and put his hands on her voluptuous ass. "You look good in this robe, babe, but I think you'd look even better without it."
Kathy finished washing the last dish and surprisingly leaned back into him. Colt brought one hand up and cupped her big breast through her thin cotton robe, feeling her flesh spill out around his fingers. He kissed the side of her neck as he slipped his hand into her robe and rolled her sizable bud in his fingers.
"Ok, I'm ready!" Lily came running into the kitchen with her sparkly wheelie suitcase, her arms overflowing with stuffed animals.
Kathy pushed her husband away and turned to her daughter. "Honey, we are only going for a couple hours. We will be back before dinner."
"I know, mom," Lily replied, exasperated. "I need all this stuff."
Kathy laughed and shook her as she acquiesced, then started down the hall to get dressed. Colt followed her into the bedroom and shut the door behind them. He sat on the bed as she went into the closet.
She took off her robe and hung it on the back of the closet door. Colt hadn't seen her naked body in weeks, maybe months, and he was surprised to see that her full, dark bush was now trimmed into a neat little strip on her mound. In college, she had kept it bare. After 2 kids and 21 years, she had let it grow wild. Colt didn't mind it either way, though the little strip she had now he found sexy as hell.
"I like what you've done there, Kitty," Colt said in his best "come hither" voice.
Kathy rolled her eyes as she pulled on her plain, practical underwear. "Don't be a creep."
She finished dressing in jeans and a t-shirt then went into the bathroom to pin up her hair.
"How am I being a creep? A husband can't admire his wife's body?" Colt leaned against the bathroom door frame and crossed his arms. She looked into the mirror at him.
"You just want to get laid."
Colt stared back at her reflection. "And what's so wrong with that? It's been months, Kathy. Months."
