CHAPTER 5: Lust

　　She looked at him with a hope he would say ‘It's a joke’ but he didn't.

　　“You have a tattoo on your back, what does it mean?” He asked. She let out a deep sigh as if it was a touchy subject.

　　“I'll have to kill you if I tell you.” She said and he raised his eyebrows but she didn't feel intimidated by his stare. Perhaps, it's because she's hiding something.

　　He laughs out loud. “Oh, I see what you did there.”

　　“Are we done?” She asked and judging by how the look in his eyes, she knew he was thinking something.

　　“Not really.” He says as he walked away. Jennifer smiled, what was going on in her mind?

　　He came back holding his black shirt.

　　“Here. Wear this.” He gave her his shirt. Without hesitant, she took the shirt and stood up.

　　“Where are you going?”

　　“To change into this." Jennifer responded. He smiled.

　　“You can do it here.” She raised her eyebrows.

　　“Pardon me?”

　　“No one's looking. Go on.” He said. As if he's no one.

　　“But you are looking, aren't you?” She asked folding her arms.

　　“I am your husband, ain't I?”

　　“We don't share the same bed.” She covered her mouth after realization that she said it out loud.

　　“We can change that.” He responded and she turned away. Took a deep breath and let it go.

　　“Look at me.” It was more like an order. She turned slowly and sighed.

　　She started to unbutton the dress she was wearing. Slowly, her eyes fixed on his.

　　When she was through, she took it off. His eyes moved from hers and to her exposed body.

　　He licked his lips.

　　“I see you've made good use of Red.” He says. Yes, she was wearing a red lace bra and lace red thong.

　　“Eyes up here.” He raised her eyes to her face. She winked as she put the shirt on.

　　It was so big to her but mostly attractive.

　　“So what do I do?” she asked as she was starting to feel confident.

　　“Walk.” He order her. She walked around and he smiled.

　　“Okay honey, this is how you do it. Pullback shoulders.” He said as he walked over to her.

　　He stood behind her.

　　“Keep those hips pointed forward.” He touched her hips as he showed her and rubbed her thigh for bit.

　　“Aim for mid sized steps walk.” He kneeled down to her.

　　“And walk on the ball of your feet.” He touched her legs in a certain way that made her breathing increase rapidly.

　　He stood up and stood in front of her.

　　“Keep your head, neck shoulders and hip in a straight line.” He says. She was busy nodding.

　　“Good. Now go on.” He said and she took a few steps and he smiled.

　　“Honey, love. Look,” He walked over to her and stood behind her again.

　　He grabbed her stomach and pushed her towards himself. While doing that he started to move down with his hand to her womanhood.

　　“Mmm.” A little moan escaped her mouth. He leaned to her ear. “Feel your body, you must walk like you own it.” He whispered to her ear.

　　“You are hard.” She whispered and he chuckled to her ear.

　　“And you are aroused.” He said. She let out a small laughter.

　　“Hah. Don't flatter yourself.”

　　“I'm not honey, I know a sexually excited woman when I see one.” He said and she rolled her eyes and continued walking.

　　“Which part of feel your body, don't you understand?” he asked and she looked at him.

　　She started to unbutton the shirt and took it off. She roamed around feeling like she was owning the rest of the world.

　　He clapped his hands.

　　Clap. Clap. Clap.

　　“Good Girl.” He said and she walked over to him.

　　“Thank you.” She said with some sassiness and he smiled, watching her as she was trying to hand him his shirt back. He tried by all means to maintain eye contact with her but her body was yelling ‘Look at me!’

　　He slowly looked at her body. It was a masterpiece. He realised that His Wife is a masterpiece.

　　Brown, perfectly groomed hair tight in a ponytail reveals a peaceful, beautiful face. Lidded black eyes, set graciously within their sockets.

　　Fair skin graciously compliments her eyes and and leaves a compelling memory of her reckless luck.

　　She was the closest thing to perfection. His eyes fell down to her body again.

　　“Wow.” He whispered loud enough that Jennifer heard him. She gave an evil grin.

　　“You look like a pervert, Mr Carter.” She said. Her words brought him back to reality and reminded him about last night. He blinked so slowly as if he was looking for some right words to reply.

　　“What if I am?” He asked as he pulled her closer to him and started to kiss her.

　　It took a few seconds for her to submit to the kiss. When she did, he ran his hands up on her sides. His simple touch made her shiver.

　　She wrapped her arms around his neck and they both knew, there's no stopping now. ‘Yet’ is finally going to happen.

　　He removed her hands on his hand and bind them together over her head with his hand and gently pushed her to the wall without his mouth leaving hers.

　　He licked the taste of her mouth plus the scent of the white wine she was drinking. His mouth was all red from the lip stick but who would bother to check how they look?

　　He lowered his head to her stomach and trailed soft kisses up to her neck and he bit her gently on the side of her neck.

　　A moan escaped her mouth again and he smiled against her neck, but he didn't stop his assault. He started to unbuttoning his trousers and removed his belt.

　　“Holy Shit!” a voice brought the both of them to reality and he back away from Jennifer.