To the station

Hunter dressed quickly, his mind torn between the events of the last few minutes and the projects waiting for him at the office. He was tying his tie when Jess entered the bedroom, her hair wrapped in a towel with another wrapped around her body.

"You're right, it was fun. And I did like it. I liked it a lot," she said quietly. "I just don't know where that came from. And the things I said. Oh my God I've never been like that." A blush crept up her skin again, making her look even more delectable than ever. Hunter reached a hand out and stroked her cheek with the back of it, as he smiled fondly at her.

"It's all good Jess. You had fun. I had fun. Maybe we're both growing a bit. Don't be upset sweetheart."

"I won't," she said with a little quiver as she turned her head to kiss his hand. "Let me throw some sweats on and I'll drive you to the train."

Hunter finished dressing, watching his wife out of the corner of his eye as she pulled some baggy sweats over her trim body. A few minutes later they were heading out the door, Jess jangling the car keys in her hand. They said nothing on the short drive to the station, just giving each other occasional speculative glances.

She pulled into a drop off zone at the station and leaned across the seat to kiss him goodbye. Once again the normal peck turned into a hungry nuzzle, and Hunter had to force himself to pull back. Jess gave a little shudder as she sat back behind the wheel, looking at him with smoking eyes.

"Oh my God you smell so good," she murmured as he got out of the car. He waved as he watched her drive off, well aware of his reawakened cock.