Selena woke up knowing that Francis had been around. She could vaguely remember his voice and his fingers sliding in and out of her.
Whatever thing he had commanded her to drink had knocked her down in minutes. Selena's head still pounded behind her eyes from the intensity, and her throbbing p***y didn't fare any better.
She walked into the bathroom with a silly smile playing on her face. She f*****g loved her marriage, it was currently the most exciting part of her life.
Feeling the warm water of the shower running down her naked body, suddenly, she knew she wasn't alone in the room.
Her heart rate picked up. Was Francis back yet? So quickly? Did he forget something? Or was it...Ryan?
"Francis?" No answer.
"Francis, is that you?" Still silence.
It had to be Ryan then.
He was
