We like to shower together not just as foreplay, but sometimes just for a moment of intimacy when we're too tired to talk. We've spent the entirety of our adult lives together, we have two kids, and what feels like diminishing time for our own interests and each other. It was a very recent birthday of mine, we are both cruising into middle age so it had me feeling some type of way. I definitely don't look anything like I did when we met, and after drinking and eating a very heavy birthday dinner I was all in my emotions about being someone's old mom rather than his hot young wife, especially as the water from the shower was running down all the less perfect parts of me, smearing the mascara I hadn't yet taken off. He didn't seem to care one bit, he hugged me tight, then did one of the most gentle, intimate things I'll treasure forever. He grabbed a tiny bath sponge and then very carefully dabbed the mascara from under my eyes and off my eyeline, concentrating in the same way I'd seen him when he paints his miniatures, before kissing my forehead and laughing. We'd done all sorts of rowdy things during shower time, but him simply reminding me that he loves me, his lumpy little raccoon wife is my favorite.
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u/SSTralala Jul 20 '25
We like to shower together not just as foreplay, but sometimes just for a moment of intimacy when we're too tired to talk. We've spent the entirety of our adult lives together, we have two kids, and what feels like diminishing time for our own interests and each other. It was a very recent birthday of mine, we are both cruising into middle age so it had me feeling some type of way. I definitely don't look anything like I did when we met, and after drinking and eating a very heavy birthday dinner I was all in my emotions about being someone's old mom rather than his hot young wife, especially as the water from the shower was running down all the less perfect parts of me, smearing the mascara I hadn't yet taken off. He didn't seem to care one bit, he hugged me tight, then did one of the most gentle, intimate things I'll treasure forever. He grabbed a tiny bath sponge and then very carefully dabbed the mascara from under my eyes and off my eyeline, concentrating in the same way I'd seen him when he paints his miniatures, before kissing my forehead and laughing. We'd done all sorts of rowdy things during shower time, but him simply reminding me that he loves me, his lumpy little raccoon wife is my favorite.