My Wife And The Man Next Door (2)
Theo couldn’t lie to himself anymore.
He was fúckin' horny and he’d been thinking about Talia every second of the drive back home. That damn picture she sent him at work had nearly made him cúm in his chair. The second he saw her bent over in lace with that cheeky smirk, something in him snapped.
He gripped the steering wheel harder as he pulled into their apartment complex, his díck straining against his pants. “I don’t care if the building’s on fire. I’m taking my wife the second I get through that door,” he muttered.
When he finally unlocked the door and stepped inside, the place was dark even though it was barely evening. The curtains were drawn tight. Candlelight flickered across the walls, the air smelling like vanilla and something sweet from th
