The Affair

[Ma****]

He stepped closer, the air between them thick.
“Friday night is still on?” he asked, eyes flicking down to her glistening cleavage once more.
She nodded, biting her lip. “It’s on. And maybe… I’ll wear something even better.”
She walked to the locker room with an extra sway in her hips, feeling his eyes on her ass the entire way — and loving every second of it.