Training her self control

Perrin’s eyes slid up and down his wife’s body. Hot water streamed down his back as he squirted the shower-gel on the sponge. All the while she waited patiently, her back turned to him, water glistening on her soft skin. He leaned forward as he pressed the sponge between her shoulder blades, pressing her against the wall. She gave a satisfying squeak as her breasts pressed against the cold bathroom tiles, they were a sharp contrast to the steaming hot shower.
Roughly he scrubbed her back while his free hand grabbed her bottom. The soapy water spilling down her back made it slippery in his grip. Perrin’s breathing increased in the small enclosed place. Unable to resist her so close and exciting he reached around, pulling his wife against his chest. His erection fit perfectly between her cheeks, slipping into place on the soapy surface.
“Let’s make sure you’re clean all over.” He whispered in her ear. He had just enjoyed the view of his wife washing her breasts, casting him seducing looks. But she did not protest as he washed her again.

When the air was full of water and breathing became too hard Perrin finally let go. “Join me in the bedroom when you’re done.” He said as he stepped past the shower curtain. He knew his wife needed a little time alone to finish washing up.
Quickly he dried off and made his way to the bedroom. He didn’t bother to get dressed and instead sat down on the edge of the bed. His wife arrived moments later.
That short moment of respite had been enough to gather his wits about him. His hunger no longer ruled his actions. He wanted to play now and his wife recognized his body language, the look on his face. She stood in the door opening, awaiting his instructions.
Perrin took a pillow from the bed and dropped it at his feet. His wife knew what it meant and approached him. She dropped to her knees in front of her husband. Perrin stroked her hair, it was still wet. “Good girl.” He said and gathered the hair in his hands. He held it firmly at the back of her head, but did not push or pull. He merely held it out of the way as she willingly bends over and took his erection between her lips.
Leaning back slightly Perrin enjoyed the touch of her wife’s lips and tongue, her soft hands on his balls. He could just let her finish this, he thought. It would be so easy to do nothing and enjoy what she was doing for her. But he wanted more today, he wanted to tease her, make it hard for her, spank her. This was too easy.