Even though there were muscles clenching inside of Emma to try and retain as much of the semen that Jason had deposited into her, Emma breathes out a sigh and settles a hand against the black marble wall behind the spray of the shower. Holding her breath and pushing away those instinctual clenches, the young woman slowly forces out as much cum from within her without having to reach down and do it manually. Drops of off-white fluid escape from between her legs and washes down the shower drain moments later. The water locked Emma inside of her head since that’s all she heard, and she kept her eyes closed as the hot water continued to drench and cascade down her pale, curvy body. She didn’t know whether Jason had decided to join. She didn’t know if she was going to share a shower with him or not. She didn’t even know whether he was going to want to host her within his suite after this. Not that she assumed he was the kind of person to fuck and dash, but the fact that he sounded and felt so embarrassed about ejaculating inside of her made her wonder whether he was going to want to see her afterwards.<br/><br/>Emma was a little surprised when she heard Jason’s voice entering and echoing within the bathroom. Mostly because her eyes were closed, blind to anything that might happen. She listens to Jason’s worried uncertainty, and she couldn’t help but hide a small, flattered smile within the heavy, hot water. He hoped nothing had been ruined between them because of what happened, and he hoped that she’d still keep him company because he was right, there was still loads of fine to spend together if she did want to stay. Squeezing her thighs together and feeling her thumb subconsciously search for the wedding band it usually touches on her ring finger, Emma keeps the gentle smile on her lips as she turns around and lifts her hands to wipe away the water from her eyes. Blinking a few times and wiping again before focusing on the handsome man standing at the entrance of the glass shower. He looked so vulnerable and scared, and that alone clutched at Emma’s heart.<br/><br/>Exhaling out a little chuckle and extending her hands, Emma bows her head and sighs. “Get in here,” she encourages Jason. She really didn’t know what kind of strength or confidence came over her, but the fact that she was this comfortable with Jason...it was just astonishing. Coaxing the celebrity into the shower with her after just having adulterous sex against her wedding vows, that alone would probably send any wife running back home and begging their husband for forgiveness. But...for some reason, this felt different. Maybe it was because she has a relationship with Jason that preceded the sex. Or maybe it was because she was more willing to cheat on her husband than she thought. Neither were...let’s say ‘perfect,’ but the willingness to cast aside her wedding vows for the sake of her pleasure seemed to be a bit worse. And even though these thoughts plagued the wife’s mind, here she was, inviting Jason into the shower with her. Saving resources by sharing water, but also offering the young, accomplished man a chance to cool off and relax his nerves.<br/><br/>If Jason does agree to join her in the shower, Emma guides him underneath the water to soak his skin before letting her fingers drift down either of his arms. “Jason. I understand why you...” she trails off, her own bit of embarrassment catching up to her. “...did what you did, and I’m not mad,” Emma explains with a small smile, her fingers playing with the man’s wrists absentmindedly. “It’s natural,” she further says, beginning to blush, even though she could blame the hot shower if he questioned her pink cheeks. “I’m just sorry for not being on any kind of birth control. That’s...it shouldn’t be...” Emma tries to explain, but she can’t seem to find the right words for what she’s trying to say. “I’ve just been trying to have a baby with Daniel for a couple years now, and you can’t exactly conceive when using birth control,” she finally spills without sugar-coating or beating around the bush. “You shouldn’t have to worry yourself to death over submitting to a natural instinct, all because I am not taking the proper precautions...even though when I say it like that, it feels kind of like a double standard...” she speaks her mind, biting at her bottom lip before grumbling and shrugging her shoulders. Deciding to give up on further explaining such a weirdly sexist topic.<br/><br/>“All I was trying to say was that yes, I’ll stay. I care about you, Jason. I’m not going to let a natural happenstance completely destroy what we created,” Emma reassures Jason with another smile.