In the dimly lit bedroom, Demetri and Nora lay entwined in each other's arms. Their wet clothing lay scattered on the floor, a testament to their lovemaking. But now that the passion had faded, the events of the evening still lingered in their minds.
Even though Nora's mind had settled down, she could not help but continue to go back to the scene where she imagined what would happen if the dog had succeeded in attacking them. Her and Sara would have been torn to pieces.
As she shivered once again, a light smack on her a** startled her and she looked wide eyed at the man who had just done that. "Wh... What?" She stuttered to Demetri who still had his eyes closed.
"Mrs. Wife, if you are not too tired to think about the incident, then I have not done well, hmm? Would you care for round two?" As she said this, his fingers gently squeezed her bottom making her blush.
