“Oh fuck, yes! Show me! God, you’re so fucking hot! I want my tongue right there!”
“You know my clit’s throbbing, bitch! Whole cunt’s aching for you! So fucking wet!”
The bedroom door opens and he jerks to a halt, seeing his wife sprawled out and naked.
“Oh! You’re home early! Perfect! I’ve been dreaming of you, hun!”
“Quick shower — be right there!”
She pulls the phone from beneath the sheet.
“Sorry, baby! He’s here and thinks I’m all ready for him.”
She looks at the pouting lips of Ms Connor, Sixth Grade.
“Don’t worry, Joyce. Tomorrow, same time.”
