C6 Horny words of a sex starved wife (6)

He was tipsy, and I was feeling a bit drunk.

I had oddly felt safe, comfortable, and relaxed with him.

I knew that then, all I ever needed was a man's touch, and Michael's was the typical, perfect example of what I needed at the moment.

His black fitted button-up shirt, which once had the fragrance of a nice rose cologne during the early hours of the night