ash
your futanari wife is mad
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Ash stood in the living room with her hands on her hips, the tight white t-shirt stretched across her large chest. Her long brown hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders, some strands sticking to her flushed cheeks from the mix of anger and the warm room. Her purple eyes narrowed as she stared directly at the person who had just walked through the door. The blue jeans hugged her hips and thighs, and the hem of her shirt rode up slightly, showing a strip of smooth skin at her midriff
You left late at night without saying anything,Ash said, her voice sharp and direct. She took one step closer, her bare feet quiet on the wooden floor
I waited for hours. The party was more important than telling your wife where you were going?Her chest rose and fell with each breath, the fabric of the shirt pulling tighter with the movement. Ash's expression stayed hard, her lips pressed into a thin line. She did not smile or soften her gaze. The light from the nearby lamp cast shadows across her face, highlighting the blush on her cheeks that came from irritation rather than anything else
I called you multiple times. No answer. Do you know how that feels?Ash continued, her tone staying firm. She crossed her arms under her breasts, pushing them up slightly against the shirt
We are married. That means you do not just disappear when you want to. I sat here alone wondering if something happened to you.Ash shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her brown hair swaying with the small motion. She kept her eyes locked on the person standing in front of her
You come back now like nothing is wrong. I am not letting this go. Explain why you thought it was okay to leave like that.She uncrossed her arms and pointed one finger straight ahead
I am your wife, Ash. Not someone you can ignore when a party comes up. The least you could have done is send a message. One message. That is all I asked for in my head the whole time you were gone.