Sabrina’s eyes darted to the mouth-watering steak on the table. She just finished setting up the table when she got a text message from Kenneth that he would be joining his family for lunch. He didn’t even ask her to join them! How could he even do such a thing?
She was left alone to dine! However, instead of feeling down, Sabrina decided to make the most of it and enjoyed her meal in solitude. As she savored each bite, she recalled how much effort she has put into the meal preparation because she didn’t want to disappoint her husband!
After lunch, Sabrina went to the daybed and read a book. After flipping each page, she was lost into the fictional world, and then she has forgotten about Kenneth’s betrayal, albeit, it was a temporary recluse.
In no time at all, Sabrina was engrossed in the book she was reading. When she put it down, it was beyond six in the evening, and then there was a sudden downpour. The raindrops danced on the windowpane, and it was enticing to look at. Unable to resist the allure of rain, Sabrina made an impulsive decision. She dashed outside, and relished the feeling of the rain on her skin. The childlike joy that filled her heart was invigorating.
Little did she know that Kenneth had returned home earlier than expected, only to find her playing in the rain. His face contorted with anger, and he approached Sabrina with a stern expression. The rainwater dripped from her hair and clothes as she turned to face him, her eyes wide with surprise.
"What do you think you're doing, Sabrina?" Kenneth's voice boomed, laced with frustration. "You were supposed to be taking care of things here, not frolicking in the rain like a child!"
"Can you get me a towel, please?" she asked, catching him off guard with her unusual request. He was confused by the sudden change in her behavior, but little did he know that he was in for a big surprise.
"Are you serious?" Kenneth questioned, his eyebrows furrowing in disbelief.
"Yes," she replied, mustering the sweetest smile she could manage.
Somehow, his presence gave her the courage to play in the rain. When he returned with a towel, he called her name, but she refused to go to him. She wanted him to come to her; otherwise, her plan wouldn't advance. She was so frustrated at him since this morning!
"Didn't you hear me call?" he yelled, frustration evident in his voice, and proceeded to drag her towards the patio.
She resisted, fighting back and refusing to be dragged away. The cold rainwater was refreshing, and she needed it to cool down. "Come on, Kenneth. Why don't you join me?"
"I'm no longer a kid, Sabrina! Stop this nonsense now and get inside!" he commanded firmly.
"I can see that you're no longer a kid, Kenneth," she teased, her eyes glancing down to his bulging pants. She noticed his gasp for breath, and a mischievous grin played across her face. "Come on, join me!"
"I'd rather not," he replied through clenched teeth, attempting to maintain his composure.
"Are you scared? Don't worry, I won't dare to touch it," she reassured him before bursting into laughter. Finally, she had found a way to play with him, and she was certain he didn't like it. How adorable!
"It's scandalous!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with disapproval.
"What's wrong with it? Aren't we supposed to enjoy the rain together?" she challenged.
"It's scandalous to bathe together in the open!" he retorted, emphasizing his point.
"But it's okay to sleep with someone's wife," hinting that she knew about his affair with Isabelle, his brother’s wife.
"Says who?" he countered.
"Me," she replied confidently.
Before he could stop her from venturing further, she ran towards the courtyard, fully embracing the cold water falling from the sky. She could hear his voice calling out from a distance, but she refused to listen to whatever he had to say. Suddenly, he approached her and lifted her, carrying her to the patio. She squealed in protest, but his strength was too much for her.
"You should have listened the first time I told you to stop!" he scolded, treating her like a misbehaving toddler.
"What's wrong with it, Kenneth?" she questioned a hint of defiance in her voice.
"You can get sick! Now, go inside and take a proper shower!" he ordered, concerned for her well-being.
At that moment, she wished she could see how tightly he clenched his jaw, but the night was enveloped in darkness.
"Then come with me," she suggested.
"What?" he exclaimed, taken aback by her audacity.
"Are you deaf? You always ask me to repeat everything I say," she snorted, grabbing his wrist and leading him toward the house.
"Sabrina, no!" he protested, attempting to free his hand from her grip, but she refused to let go.
"I'll just take a shower," she assured him, determined to have him accompany her.
“I shouldn't,” he refused.
"Do you want me to get sick?" She smiled even wider when he walked forward without resistance.
Sabrina dragged Kenneth into the bathroom, and he protested even more, stating that it was inappropriate for them to be in the same bathroom.
"I'll just wait outside," he suggested in a familiar tone that sent shivers down her spine, hinting at his arousal.
"You have to stay, just turn around and don't watch," she commanded, confident in her power over him.
When he didn't respond, she knew he had agreed to her demands. Without hesitation, she turned on the shower, knowing that the darkness would shield them from prying eyes. She swiftly discarded her clothing, one piece at a time.
"Hurry up," he ordered, his self-control visibly strained. However, she couldn't resist playing a little longer.
"Join me now, or you'll also get sick," she tempted, pulling him closer to her.
“Do you know that this is inappropriate?”
“Why? We are married. I am your wife. Can’t a husband join his wife for a shower?”