*Benjamin's POV*
We got to the theatre restaurant. I thought it was a delightful concept. Good food and entertainment. The room was loud enough for Zach to stop his enquiries, so that I could enjoy a nice evening. It wasn't exactly what I had in mind when I spoke to Saph on the phone, but this would do.
I walked behind my wife as we were shown to our seats. Her dress was nicely draped around her figure. I knew very well that she was wearing something like this on purpose, because she herself, wanted to be dressed in a more religious way. Meaning; wearing a tent.
Her hips, which were now more curvy than ever, swung from left to right as she walked. Mhh… I laughed at the thought that she wanted to be my friend with benefits. I doubted she really knew what that meant.
