Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1003

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep67

That night, James climbed into bed, his whole body weary. It seemed that all the lack of activity caught up to him in almost the same way that doing a whole lot of things did. He couldn't remember feeling this tired when he was working, exercising, doing things around the house, and everything else that ordinarily came with everyday life. Now he was doing next to nothing: watching TV, going for drives, taking the occasional work call, and his, well, extracurricular activities with Molly. And yet he was as sleepy as he could remember.

James opened up his iPad and let himself get lost in the Internet. He checked on the family finances (strong as ever), the news (depressing as ever) and the Mariners (worse than usual). The bed shifted as Christine climbed into her side of the bed. James glanced over at her.

His wife was wearing a tank top and long pajama pants: nothing particularly enticing. Yet James had to admit she looked good in it. The inaction of the last few weeks had meant his wife actually had some softness to her body in places. She wasn't chubby, just a bit rounded off at the angles. James preferred it when Christine looked this way, but he didn't know how to tell her that. So much of his wife's self-image was tied up in her near-fanatical exercise regimen.

Christine, sensing James' eye, looked over at him. She smiled, tentatively. They'd been sharing the same bed for only a few days now and the old familiarity felt strangely foreign.

"Anything interesting in the news?" Christine asked. She lay back and pulled the covers up to her armpits, creating a kind of force field around her body. Armor to keep her husband's advances at bay.

James shrugged and went back to his reading. Christine picked up her own iPad. Husband and wife. Shared bed, shared screens. Separate life.

"I think I'm going to bed," Christine said after a while.

He knew the light of the iPad would keep her

don't have to,"

James said, "I should be getting to bed, too. I've

her side to face her husband with a look that might be mistaken for affection. "We're getting back

suppose," James said

rubbed his shoulder gently. "You're doing so

me," James said, "You're getting back to the job. And trust me, you're doing a way better

to stop beating ourselves up," Christine

to describe what he'd been having. Compared to Christine... Well she did say 'both.' Maybe his wife was struggling more than she let on. But it

doing so great," Christine

are you," James

cheek. James closed his iPad and

was all going to work out, he told himself. But sleep didn't show for

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