Only then did I crawl back up Molly's body and peck a kiss on her lips before rolling off the bed. I liked how sated she looked and knowing I was the one to do that to her.
"I'm going to grab a quick shower and then make you breakfast. Any requests?"
Molly's eyes roamed over my body and stopped at where my boxers tented. "What about you? Don't you think I should take care of that?" It was a lazy smile. There was no doubt in my mind she was still floating on cloud nine.
"Don't worry about me. This morning was about me giving you pleasure."
I didn't stick around to see if she was going to say anything more. I desperately needed to rub one off in the shower.
I wasn't ashamed to admit I shot off faster than I ever have in my life before. The taste of Molly on my lips and the picture of her body seared in my brain was all it took for me to shoot my load down the shower drain. It was a pity considering it should be filling her up instead.
When I got out of the shower, I hesitated for a moment about brushing my teeth. I didn't want to lose the taste of my wife on my tongue. Hygiene of course won in the end.
By the time I walked back into Molly's bedroom, I was disappointed to see she had slipped back into her shorts. I didn't take her for someone who was shy about her body.
She didn't give me the chance to ask her about it before she was rushing past me to get into the bathroom and shut the door. I debated following her but decided against it. If she needed a moment to herself, then who was I to push that boundary.
"Any thoughts on breakfast?" I hollered through the closed door.
"Eggs and toast, please."
Something was off with her tone. It was a little more high-pitched than usual. The thought of crashing through the door and demanding to know what was going on grew by the moment and maybe, if we had been together longer, I would have.
Instead I got dressed and went out to the kitchen to make breakfast. Hopefully some food would help get her to open up to me.
Molly was taking so long that I worried her food would get cold when I heard her walk down the hall. Today she wore a printed dress that flared at her hips and stopped just before her knees. Tan chunked shoes wrapped around her feet, and it made me think about the heels she wore the other day when she was forced to rush away from Ben. At least this pair looked like she could actually move without difficulty.
My wife avoided eye contact as she sat down at the island in front of her plate of food. "Thank you for breakfast."
Okay, enough was enough. When I left her in bed to go shower, she had a goofy look on her face and lust in her eyes. Now that was gone, and it made me wonder if I fucked up somehow.
I leaned across the counter low enough that she was forced to meet my gaze. She was so damn pretty despite the frown.
"What's wrong? I left you in bed happy, and now you look like someone kicked your dog."
Molly moved the eggs around her plate with a fork. "I don't have a dog."
So this was how she was going to play it. "Okay, a metaphoric dog. Doesn't have to be yours. It could be a neighbor’s or one of your students’."
That brought her attention up. "That would be cruel to do to a child."
"Exactly. So why do you look like that's what happened? What changed while I was in the shower?"
I might be new to this whole relationship thing, but I wasn't stupid. Communication was key, and allowing my wife to sit there and stew while something was wrong that I could potentially fix wasn't an option.
Molly sighed, but she didn't stay silent. I took that as a win.
"I'm going to mess this up."
My face scrunched up in confusion. Gone was the overly confident woman I had first met. This new version of her threw me for a loop.
"What do you mean?"
"I know how to handle sex with a man. I can do that with my eyes closed.” Molly looked conflicted but didn't say anything further.
"Okay?" I was more confused than ever.
"I don't know how to do a relationship. We agreed to take things slow, and I was good with that. And it's been great, but now that we are getting physical, I'm worried I'm going to screw it up. I'm afraid I'm going to go back to being distant because that's what sex has always been to me."
