"Why does he always do this to me?" Maria muttered angrily to herself as she dried her hair, sitting in front of a vanity mirror in just a bathrobe. She and Kevin had just taken a shower together, exchanged a few kisses, and then he had gone out, saying he needed to buy some things.
She had been reluctant to let him go, wanting nothing more than to get on him or have him get on her and just have sex all night and possibly into the day. But he insisted it was important, so she allowed him to leave. Now here she was, drying her hair and feeling frustrated.
To her surprise, Kevin returned within a few minutes, a shopping bag in hand and a wide smirk on his face as he looked at her.
"What's that?" Maria asked, still in front of the mirror, her now dried hair styled into a bun. She looked like a beautiful housewife and a mother, and she was of Kevin, both mother and a housewife.
