226 Chapter 95 - Mariano (2)

I'm out of the SUV even before realizing what I'm doing. The sports car stops several feet behind us and I stand in front of it. Someone gets off the driver's seat, wearing skin-tight black techwear and loose cargo pants similar to mine, her long hair flowing in the wind as she strides to me with a purpose.

Her bodysuit clings to her, showing soft, creamy skin on the triangle cut-offs on the sides of her waist from where the pants don't cover it, hanging on her hips. The sight of her in this outfit makes me swallow. I'd know that body even with my eyes closed. I've never seen her in a techwear outfit before, even though I bought her a dozen pieces to add to her wardrobe in case she wants them. She looks so damn fine, I'm immediately sporting a painful hard-on inside my pants.

Fucking hell, my wife looks hot in a techwear outfit without effort.