Hot Makeout! What's next?

Xander’s POV

Pushing the strands of her curly hair coming on her face behind her earlobe, Zara was busy looking down at something else.

Though I wasn't ready to get my eyes off her face, I decided to turn my gaze down because the spicy stuff was waiting for me. She was just in a black laced bra.

Her hands were busy scrubbing something.

Oh! That was her white shirt.

She was holding her shirt under the running water, as she mumbled to herself, “Screw you, Tania! Now how do I get this coffee stain off my shirt! Gosh! Why does she always trouble me?”

My hand involuntarily climbed on my chest. My heart thudded hard, and my manhood was hardening.

“Fuck! She is so hot!” Hector howled in my head.

I knew what I should do to my wife next.

I walked at a panther’s pace. Putting my one arm around her back, I slapped her body against the wall beside the basin, her front squeezing over the wall while I pressed my body over her slender back.

“Ah…mh…” my wife whimpered on my sudden move.

Fuck! Her sce