I don't care if it's our bedroom or not, I just need to do something."
"I... But..."
"So you don't want to do it here?"
"It's just..."
"I want to hear the truth, my wife."
"Not here..."
"I'll listen to you this once," I said. "I have another idea. If you don't want to do it here, you need to promise me to do something else."
"Is it something indecent?"
"... Do you expect to calm me down with decency?"
"Well, no..."
"So you promise?"
"I don't have a choice," she muttered.
"You do. I can just fuck you here."
"My goodness, stop being so direct," she said putting her palm on my lips.
I licked her palm. She quickly retreated, being bright red. "What... what are..."
"Nothing," I smiled. "Now you promised, right?"
"Hmm."
"Good. Then stand up," I said.
