Sure as s**t, my wife goes out again and within minutes Jen is knocking on my door.
"Hi," she said, slightly out of breath.
"Hi," I reply, motioning for her to come inside, "I, uh..."
"It's okay, I like that you watch me," she giggles before grabbing a beer out of my fridge and handing one to me.
I put some music on and sit on the couch, watching as she starts dancing.
She moves her body in a way that makes my heart race. Her hips sway to the rhythm, and I can't help but imagine them moving like that while intertwined with mine. As she takes a sip of her beer, she locks eyes with me, and I feel my body tense up.
I stand up and walk over to her. She places her drink on the coffee table as I slide my hands down her arms, feeling the softness of her skin under my fingertips. She leans i
