[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. DO NOT OPEN IF YOU'RE A MINOR.]
"Honest thoughts? I wanted you to rip it off."
A low chuckle escaped Zoren as he heard his wife's bold remark. Earlier, she had seemed a little reluctant — as was always the case whenever he was overcome by sudden heat. Yet she always gave in, often becoming the first to want to continue without hesitation. Just like right now.
Drunk or not, Penny was always the same.
"Fine," he said, leaning in for a quick peck on her lips, his hands continuing to unbutton her blouse. "Relax. We'll get there."
To keep her from growing impatient, he leaned in again, keeping her mouth busy while his hands worked.
Penny's bodysuit was snugly worn beneath her uniform. Once he finished removing her blouse, Zoren would then turn to her skirt, and then to the jogging pants hidden beneath. Layer by layer, it became clear: by the time he reached her bodysuit, she'd be standing butt-naked in a place where young people came to learn.
