Brianna Halls made her way through the automatic doors of St. Joseph Hospital, and out into the cool Seattle night.
“Night Dr. Halls, enjoy your weekend!” Shouted Malcolm, one of Brianna’s students, as he made his way towards the parking lot.
Brianna yelled back a ‘drive safe’ as she adjusted her duffle on her shoulder.
Making her way across the wet black top, Brianna located her car and after ditching her bag in the backseat, she slipped behind the wheel.
“God, finally the weekend.” She said with a huff.
With the push of a button, Brianna’s Camry came to life, and after backing out of her parking spot, she was on the road and headed home.
Despite feeling like a corpse, Brianna managed to make it home in one piece. Pulling into the driveway, she parked her car in its usual spot, next to her wife’s 4Runner, and made her way into the house.
“Hi love.” Brianna heard her wife, Maddie, say.
Turning around, Brianna found her wife standing in a mid-thigh robe with a massage table set up in front of her.
“What’s all this?” Brianna asked, taking in the snacks scattered on their coffee table.
Despite it being nine in the morning, the blackout curtains kept the sunlight at bay, the only light in the entire living room coming from the candles scattered around.
“The start to a wonderful weekend.” Maddie said with a grin.
Before Brianna could say anything, Maddie was behind her, taking her bag before helping the doctor out of her jacket.
“I got some more of that body wash you love, so why don’t you shower and meet me back out here when you’re done.” Maddie whispered.
Goosebumps rippled across Brianna’s skin as she felt her wife’s teeth graze her ear before kissing her cheek and then her neck.
Brianna hummed in delight; it’d been a while since the wives had actually spent time together. For the past few weeks, Brianna had been moving at a million miles an hour, she couldn’t even make a sandwich without being called to another part of the hospital, either to assist and intern, perform surgery, or update the families of her patients.
Maddie’s lips on her neck was pure heaven, and there was no way Brianna would move and end the heavenly feeling.
But at last, she needed a shower, so when she felt the pressure of Maddie’s hand on her back, nudging her towards the bedroom, Brianna could only sigh before making her way inside.
The warm water raining down on Brianna was enough to make her want to say fuck the sleep and whatever plan Maddie had for her.
Since she was a child, beneath the shower, with warm water raining down on her, has always been Brianna’s happy place. So, when she and Maddie began building their dream home, Brianna was more than willing to shell out a few extra coins to have her dream shower.
When the hot water was all used up, Brianna shut off the shower and grabbed her towel. After drying off, she made her way back out into the living room where Maddie had her massage table all set up.
With Brianna face down on her table, Maddie took her time, kneading all the knots out of her wife’s muscles, earning her sighs and groans of relief as she worked the other woman’s body.
With every passage of her thumbs over sore muscles, Maddie felt Brianna go from hard as rocks to putty.
“I love you, have I ever told you that.” Brianna said with a slight slur of words.
Maddie could only laugh, as she worked a knot out of her wife’s lower back.
“I think you might have mentioned it a time or two.” Said Maddie.
After working her limbs, hands, and feet, Maddie instructed the doctor to roll onto her back.
Then, as Maddie reached down to grab more oil, Brianna caught her head, bringing Maddie’s face to her own, allowing the doctor to capture the other woman’s lips.
Even after a decade of marriage, Brianna still felt her stomach flutter every time they kissed.
The kiss quickly went from soft and sweet to fiery and hungry, and the oil, along with the massage was quickly forgotten.
In an instant, Maddie was on the table with a naked Brianna on top of her.
The oils from the massage would surely stain Maddie’s favorite soccer shirt, but with Brianna’s lips moving hungrily against hers, Maddie couldn’t give a single fuck.
For Maddie and Brianna, sex after a massage was quite common, and after a few times of getting mouthfuls of nasty massage oil, the wives had gotten into the habit of using edible oils. So, when Maddie tipped her wife’s head back and ran her tongue up the other woman’s throat, the wives let out a collective groan.
“Bed, now.” was all Brianna could get out between heavy breaths.
Slipping off the table, Maddie scooped up the doctor and made her way to their room.
With their mouths pressed together and their tongues tangled, the wives stumbled into bed.
After rounds of toe-curling, back-scratching, and lovemaking, the women were out like lights.
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