Home to John

As she drove home, she thought about Nate and what he said. Not really much of it though, just the last bit. She thought back to his eyes glancing at her figure. Did she feel shameful? Is that why she felt a little nervous? Or was it something else.

"The boy isn't bad looking too. Why was he talking about me like that? Surely he'd have a girlfriend." Samantha thought to herself as she drove home.

She went through the usual routine at home, getting dinner ready for John, making sure things were ready for bed. Tonight she definitely needed John though. The stress of the day would be relieved at night, or so she thought. She quickly changed into a set of lingerie for him, figure hugging. She looked in the mirror confident with herself before walking out for John.

"Hey babe, look what I wo..."

John was once again, snoring soundly. Asleep like nothing mattered in the world. Samantha felt a twinge of disappointment, but also thought John looked very cute as he slept. She decides against waking him up and instead thinks about what to do.