C21 Fragrance

I put my hand on his leg. "We could do something about that tonight," I added, my hand sliding up his leg. "I can see this talk about sex is getting you excited."

He looked down at the bulge in his pants, embarrassed, as he made an adjustment. "Are you going to tell her to let me?"

"Not her." My hand slid right over that bulge.

"Mrs. Westmore!"

As it turned out