After a devastatingly long day, the TV was off. I looked at my phone—8:27 pm.
Sitting on the couch, I felt her presence and looked to the hallway to see her. Though exhausted, she looked sexy.
She had ‘the look’. That cock-hardening, arousing, orgasmic look. Her finger curled, beckoning me to her, then turned away.
My shorts tented as I stood, fist bumped the air, and ran after her.
We met at the foot of our bed. Our clothes were quickly discarded. We jumped on the bed.
Our heads turned to the baby monitor, “Waahhh!”
“SHIT!” we exclaimed.
