“Oh, I’ll change. The pantyhose rubbed against the sheets as he stretched his legs, the torn fabric a reminder of their latest collision. Sweat dripped down his back, the sports bra clinging, and he caught her staring, her erection tenting the shorts.

“Enjoying the show?” he teased,Sexy Wife dropping the kettlebell and flexing his biceps again, the pantyhose now hanging in tatters around his legs.

She swallowed hard, her hand sliding to his waist, fingers brushing the shredded hose. “Maybe I don’t want to switch back.