Oh no.

Oh no oh no oh no. Of course, you can't fucking say they can't stay with you. Not with half their house looking like a bomb fell on it. You stand around for a while in the rain while Steven and Gemma retrieve their clothes and other valuables, and you grit your teeth. Two months living with Gemma? What hell is this? By the time they've packed their things into their car, the sun has come out, casting rays of light down onto you, even though you feel absolutely miserable inside. You drive home and help them settle their things into the spare bedrooms, whilst questioning why you ever bought such a big house with so many rooms for just you and your wife. Steve takes the larger bedroom upstairs, whilst Gemma takes the smaller room downstairs near your home office. You'll be spending most of your time at work, that's for sure.

By the time they are settled in and your wife is brewing a pot of coffee, you realize that you're shivering, having stood out in the cold like an idiot, and are frozen to the core. You excuse yourself and head upstairs to your bedroom, where you head to your en-suite bathroom and draw a hot bath. You pour in some of your wife's luxurious bubble bath and bath salts, watching as the surface of the water balloons with rose-scented suds, and slide into the scorching hot water, instantly feeling much better. You close your eyes as the room fills with steam, fogging up the mirrors and casting the scent of roses into the air. For a moment, you forget all of your troubles, instead savoring the relaxing warmth of the water.

Your peace and calm are broken by the realization that you forgot to lock the door and the sound of the latch opening and the sight of Gemma's naked form fills you with dread. Without a word, she climbs into the bathtub with you, reaching her hand under the water and languidly stroking your cock until it almost instantly goes rock hard. You dare not say a word, and panic immediately sets in when you hear the sound of footsteps coming from behind the partially closed door. Just as the door opens and your wife appears in the bathroom, Gemma submerges her head under the bubbles out of sight.