April bit her lip, "He never calls me beautiful, ever. I miss that. And I cannot wait to get messy and clean with you. The two of us, close in the shower, wet, hot...", her thoughts trailed off thinking of them alone in the shower and how amazing it would be to cum for him in the water.<br/><br/>She was only snapped back into reality by the suggestion she take pictures of herself in different rooms of the house. Oh no, she couldn't, what if Chris found the camera, saw the pictures. What if he questioned her, she couldn't lie. She was horrible at lying.  He would know right away that the pictures were not for him.  Panic swept through her body, no too much, it was too much to do that. "Simon I can't, I can get caught. If Chris sees the pictures- I'm dead meat. I'm sorry I just can't, I guess that means no fun. I'm sorry." She let her eyes dip down low and couldn't look at him. She was ashamed, he had given her so much, and she could not return the favor. Truth was she was still married, she still loved Chris deep down, and the pictures would do her in no matter what.<br/><br/>"I'll understand if your mad. I  am so sorry. Please forgive me, if you don't want to come I'll understand. She nearly cried because she let him down. He probably thought she was a tease, taking all from him and giving nothing back. She had everything slipping from her grasp, Simon would probably tell her to fuck off after all that.