"You went with Lord Governor, saying you have something to discuss. What took you so long? And why do you look so flushed?" Karl asked, his brow furrowing as he caught sight of his wife.
"R-Right, we indeed had something important to discuss."
Delicia pulled the hem of her skirt, trying to hide the traces of cum that threatened to betray just how invigorating her meeting had been.
"It took long probably because it felt good, I mean, I felt unwell and had to get some night air to reinvigorate myself. T-That's why I look like this…"
The excuse was weak, but Karl could only nod his head, his leering gaze fixed on his wife's exposed thigh and the trail of something glimmering down from her secret garden that was barely hidden by a thin strip of lace.
He could smell something strong on her, a musky, primal perfume that made heat surge through his body. She looked so divinely picturesque that he felt uncomfortable in his pants.
"I... searched for you everywhere?"
