Calley sat and drank wine while Adam ate and insisted on staying up with her, watching TV. He followed suit when she picked up her book and started to read and she sighed to herself. "Adam. You must be tired. You worked all day and spent the rest of the evening on a plane. You do not have to babysit me. Go to bed. I can get myself up there when I'm ready." she told him. "I am, but I was thinking that's it been a long time since we actually spent an evening together, Calley. Aside from the charity thing we did last night. It's not a crime for me to ant to spend an evening in the company of my own WIFE is it?" he asked, slightly irritated with her stand-offish attitude. "That's not what I meant. It never bothered you to go up to bed without me, or leave me here alone for days on end. I just don't get what's going on with you." she replied, frustrated. All she wanted was to sit in this room, alone and think. She couldn't even concentrate on her book with Adam eyeing her every five minutes, and trying to watch television was even worse. "I don't get why it should be such a surprise for me to want to spend some long-overdue time with you, either, Calley. I realize that I'm not here much. I also realize that you must get bored or lonely. I'm glad you have someone to see movies with while I'm gone. But I'm here. And I HAVE missed you, and here you are with your face in a book. You don't want to tell me about the movie? What you've been doing the last few days? Why that Hanson kid pissed you off enough that you demanded to leave a charity function that I was extremely involved in? It's not what's going on with me, YOU ARE MY WIFE. I have a right to want to be with you. Make up for lost time.  It's what's going on with you." he waited impatiently for her to say something. She took another gulp of wine and poured herself another glass. "The movie was good. I can't tell you the name of it because it wasn't my turn to pick. But it was very sad. I have been pacing the house or out shopping the last few days, and I saw two concerts. Zac Hanson was NOT the reason I asked to leave the charity thing. I told you before we left I wasn't feeling up to it. I was ready to leave. I'm sorry if I disappointed you. Now I'm tired but not sleepy and I feel like I am under house surveillance with you watching me every three seconds. It's not like you and you're making me uncomfortable. I guess I am going to bed." she slammed her book shut and set it on the end table and stormed up the stairs, leaving Adam staring after her not knowing what to say.

Calley stormed into her bedroom and began hurriedly peeling off her clothes. She grabbed  a towel from the linen closet and her robe, then slammed the door to the bathroom shut behind her, making sure it was locked. 'he'll HAVE to give me a few minutes alone in here..' she thought to herself as the very large whirlpool tub filled, also filling the bathroom with steam. She added some of her favorite bath oil, and slowly got in, letting herself breath a sigh of relief as the warm water covered her entire body. She turned the water off and leaned back again. She sat immersed like that for a while, then felt her eyes slowly become heavy and close as she replayed the scene with Taylor in the parking lot in her head. Instead of the scene in her head ending like it did in reality, her mind took her to where it continued to the place she had WANTED to go. She saw in her head, as well as felt, him kissing her like he had before he'd pushed her away. His hands were on her shoulders, then in her hair, and finally all over her body as their tongues danced together and she dreamed of her hands caressing his strong body, his slim hips, her fingers digging into his soft, silky hair as his mouth devoured her neck and shoulders, then sucked greedily on her nipples. Her chest heaved with labored breathing as she caressed her own body, desperately wishing Taylor was with her in reality, that HE was the one doing the touching. Her fingers slipped between her own swollen and slick folds to stroke her aching clit as she let her mind take her to where it was HIM, Taylor, making her swell and ache, her body tingle, her legs spread, her nipples harden almost painfully. She pictured him above her, his cock swollen and slipping in and out of her, his hair damp and sweat spiked as he thrusted until her body exploded. The combination of her vivid fantasy and the amount of wine she'd drunk in such a short period of time made her body throb it's release almost as intensely as if Taylor had been the one to bring her there and she couldn't quite stifle her small cry as her orgasm overtook her. She quickly bit down on her lip as she tremebled and waited for the spasms to subside. No sooner had her vision cleared slighty, did the pound on the bathroom door sound. 'NO..' she breathed and shifted in the cooling water. "Calley? You alright? Did you hurt yourself?" Adam called from behind the closed door. "Shit..." she muttered to herself and shifted in the water again. "CALLEY?" he called louder and she rolled her eyes. "I am TRYING to take a BATH. I'm fine. I'm in the BATHROOM for pete's sake Adam. Do you mind?" she called back in frustration. "It sounded like you hurt yourself that's all." he relented. "I've cut myself shaving before Adam." she grouched. "If I really needed something I would call. Now PLEASE, can I just finish my bath in peace? I was trying to relax enough to sleep." she called, angrily. "Fine." he growled back. "I was concerned. Enjoy your bath." he snapped and was gone. Calley rolled her eyes and let her head fall back against the headrest in the tub. 'What the hell am I gonna DO?' she asked herself, as a few tears fell unchecked from her eyes.

Taylor and Zac watched movies until Ike came in, at an extremely late hour. Ike chuckled at the sprawled and lax bodies of his brothers, draped over the furniture like rags, their eyes half-closed as they watched really cheesy action flicks. "Aww! Ah feel sooo luuuved.." Ike said in his best country accent, making his brothers jump from their comatose states in surprise. "We were watchin' TV, you ass.." Zac grumbled as he moved his stiff body to a sitting position. "how was yor umm...date?" he grinned at his brother knowingly. "None of your buisness, horndog." Ike shot back and flopped down on the couch next to Taylor who had also moved slowly to  sitting position. "I waited for a while, to see if you wanted to come out with me, but.." Ike said to Taylor. "Musta just missed you. Zac and I have been watchin' this cheesy shit all night." he grinned over at Zac who had flipped to see what was on the adult Pay-Per-View channel again. Zac caught his brothers shaking their heads at him and he grinned broadly, wiggling his eyebrows. "Now THIS is educational television.." he said and watched intently at the happenings on the screen. "Slut..." Taylor muttered at him, and Zac puffed out his chest. "Stud you mean.." he said and flipped his hair over his shoulder. "Pervert is more like it.." Ike laughed and took the remote from him. "This is more your speed.." he told Zac and switched to an even rauncheir station, then ordered the movie. "Good LORD!" Tay and Ike exclaimed and they spent the remainder of the night watching that station with Zac.

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