Chương 90: Chapter 90: Agenda – Michael

Charlotte's breasts, so full as they are, lie flattened against her chest. Nonetheless, as air kisses the nipples, they crinkle and nub. Laying my palm over a breast, I thumb at the hardening nub, meeting her eyes, letting her know my changing intentions.

Her face shifts from passive, to smiling, to mischievous. Her lips part, teeth glinting white.

"Feeling better, Babe?"

"Yes, I am. Thank you."

"For what? A massage? Any time."

"For the massage, yes. But mainly for being you. For being my husband. And my lover. And my friend."

"That's what life's about, Babe."

"I'm sorry I've been so silly."

"You haven't been silly. You've been depressed. So, why don't we see what we can do about it?" I pluck at a nipple, rolling it between thumb and finger pad.