Carmela

He looked over at his changed wife.

His jaw dropped at this sight. Sarah - wait, the name Carmela popped into his head - was exactly what he imagined. She was changing her clothes and caught his stare. "Like what you see, babe?" she said with a slight accent. She smiled "I know you want to fuck but I don't have enough time. Got to get to the club."

She rose from her chair and sauntered over to him. "But if you drive me maybe I can give you a blowjob on the way," she offered, plopping on his lap and giving his a long, hard kiss, forcing her tongue into his mouth and putting his hand on her bare breast.