." he said, coolly, "Marissa's about as barren as it gets, and it would kill her to know that I not only cheated on her, but was having a baby with on... of her best friends." Then let it kill her. We deserve this," she said, getting in his face. "I deserve this. To be happy. To have a f*mily with the people I love." And I'll just sit here and wait for him to come back from duty and put a bullet or 10 in me for sl*eping with his wife?" he said sardonically, throwing his hands in the air. "Either. ‘I’ll get something to clean us up.’ With that, he bounded out of bed and into the bathroom. Moments later, he arrived with a couple of warm, damp washcloths, and tended to her gently. Abigail felt pampered and spoiled by his attentions. Her body still felt the burn of desire, but when he returned from the bathroom, he turned the lights and music off, and then pulled the white comforter over the both of them. He pulled her against his body with a satisfied sigh and kissed her one last time.. “I’ve never watched someone come like that.” She slipped her finger gently out. Still, I gasped. Her body so close to mine, she washed off her finger in the sink. “Make sure you clean up your mess.” I nodded. “I will.” She kissed me again on the shoulder, then walked out of the bathroom. The sight of her ass in those white shorts was enough to stir my cock. She walked into her bedroom and shut the door. I knew she was about to play with herself. Wondered if I’d be able to hear her come. *. I opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the room.Henry was still lying with his face toward the wall. A sudden thought struck me. Had I remembered to lock the door? I tiptoed past Henry to check the door. A good thing I did, too! It was most certainly unlocked. I turned the deadbolt and then headed back to give Henry a pleasant wake-up surprise.His voice stopped me dead in my tracks. "I was right," he said. "You do look better in that than you do in your ratty old shorts." He was.