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Taylor waited in front of the shower anxiously. Pat had left right after telling her, her husband wasn't showering alone and now she was left with the sounds of shower water splashing and the sound of her husband's laughter.
She felt sick at the sounds and her mind wandered far. Was it a casual laugh or was it the same one Travis gave her in between passionate kisses. 
Who was in there with him? A cheerleader? A groupie? Or maybe some beautiful sports moderator that had actually been there when he won and congratulated him. 
God she was so stupid. How could she think she would ever be enough for him? He was a football player for crying out loud, a superstar In his world and she was just the little teacher wifey that watched after his daughter while he could fuck the most beautiful women of the world. 
Not able to wait no longer Taylor slipped out of her boots and stormed into the shower barefoot, stopping in her Tracks as her eyes landed on her husband, completely naked and rubbing his body with soap, opposite of him one of his teammate also showering and stopping in his tracks of telling a joke as he laid eyes on Taylor. 
With a squeak he rushed behind a little wall, covering his groin as he did so, Travis frowning and turning around, widening as he laid eyes on his tear soaked and now wide eyes wife. 
"Babygirl what's wrong did something happen??" he asked worriedly, grabbing his towel and shutting off his shower and coming towards her while drying himself off  pulling the woman he loved oh so much into his arms. 
"p-pat said you weren't alone in here and I shouldn't go in a-and I thought-" the blonde couldn't finish her sentence, interrupted by her own little sobs. Travis took a second before he realized what had been going on, picking his wife up and carrying her back into the locker room., the towel slung around his shlong-
He sat down, gently putting Taylor into his lap so she was facing hm, whipping her tears with a little clean towel he had grabbed from his locker, remembering to peacefully pat them away instead of whipping roughly, like lily has taught him. 
"baby look at me" he ordered gently caressing her cheek as she lifted her head up to face her husband, her lip still quivering big eyes meeting his, swimming in tears furthermore. 
"my love, you are the most beautiful gorgeous woman I have ever had the honor of laying my eyes upon. Not only dad but I actually got to marry you, to e your husband, hell you let me sleep with you, kiss you, hug you, love you. That is irreplaceable. 
From the moment I first saw you I knew exactly I would never be able to look at another woman in that way again, because lets be honest, none of them could ever compare to you. And even if you weren't as gorgeous as you clearly are I still would not have eyes for any other women. 
Because babygirl, I love you. My heart beats for you. I breath every one of my breaths in total thought of you. You are so kind, always caring about others, whether its your students, your family, your special favorite student, Lily, or her good for nothing dad you for some reason decided to fall in love with. 
You are smart you are so smart with all those books you like to read and I mean you teach people how to use grammar an how to write essays and goddamn you re so patient. You literally listen to kids raping flutes all day and for some reason you still love them. 
You are generous, you are gentle, you are funny, you are bold and you are so caring. How the hell could I even look at another woman when I have already hit the checkpot with you, when I am already the luckiest man out there in the world because I get to love you. 
I completely understand why you misunderstood what Pat says, hell I probably would have with how he worded it but I only love you babygirl. You are my one and only." 
He murmured kissing over her cheeks , kissing her tears away gently while his hands skimmed over her sides, nodding goodbye who Benji, his teammate from the shower who waved them goodbye, mouthing good luck. 
Now that the locker room was empty his hand moved down to cup her face, pulling her into a dee kiss, which she immediately reciprocated her hands wandering into Travis short hair while he started to undo her skirt, separating from her as he helped her shedding the sweater she wore, leaving her in  a tiny thong and no bra, making her husband groan loudly. 
Lifting her up and pulling down her tiny thong Travis groaned at the gorgeous woman now grinding against his cock, her wet pussy dripping onto him as his towel fell as well while he carried the both of them towards the shower, turning the water on while he pressed Taylor against the tiles, slowly starting to slide into her making her moan even more. 
"your mine and only mine and no matter what these assholes say, they only get to watch , and that only if they wanna loose their teeth and jobs.. my gorgeous girl" he groaned as he thrusted into her, his head tilting to her neck, sucking at her skin harshly in order to leave a mark. 
Another moan fell from Taylors lips as her nails dug into Travis back, the water flowing down on the both of them , drenching their bodies further but neither of them cared much. They had each other and that was all they needed. 
And they needed it over and over again. In the shower, the locker room, on the cab ride to the restaurant, Donna had taken Lily, and lastly all night long in the white sheets of the hotel bed.