An Unfaithful Wife?

“Shyreiana, is it? Hmm, a good name,” Ranulf caressed her hair.

“You like my name?” Shyreiana asked.

Ranulf wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to him, “Yes, I love it.”

“Hehe,” Shyreiana giggled in response.

Ranulf placed one hand on her exposed thigh while his other hand reached towards her chest.

“Hehe, I should not be doing this... hic...hic,” Shyreiana giggled but did not resist.

“You should not or don’t want to?” Ranulf asked.

Shyreiana gave a smile in response.

Ranulf parted her silver hair that veiled her chest, fully revealing her cleavage right before his eyes. Her two plump breasts were half exposed in the air as he pushed open her dress to the side. He then traced his fingers on her breasts and moved in deeper.

But before he could clasp on them tight…

Thush! His hand was swatted away.

“Shh!...No touch, hehe,” she gave a bewitching smile and readjusted her dress.

“So...rry,” he took his hand away.