, he has to

Suddenly Jane turned her head towards him and winked. He froze.

"I heard you come in. Enjoy the show, you perv?" she says playfully.

"D-duh buh I uhhh," John stammers, unsure of what to say" ummm... I'm so sorry Jane. I heard noises and I just came to investigate and well I uhhh, well uhhh... you know..."

"And Mister Smith *ahem* What noises did you hear exactly, huh?" Jane asked, climbing out of her bath, swaying her hips as walked towards him.

"I uhhhhhh.... I uhhhhhh..... didn't hear anything ma'am." he replied, his brown eyes flickering down towards her breasts and her shaved crotch area.

"Hmmm, is that so? My eyes are up here, mister," she said, directing his eyes back up to her face, "You never actually answered my first question, by the way, so, did you enjoy the show?" she said as she opened the door and pulled him in, staring at him with her beautiful black eyes.

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't," he responded truthfully, staring deep into her eyes.

She pulled him close for a hug and whispered into his ear, "Good, I was hoping you would say that. I know you heard every word I said, and I meant for you to hear them."

He hugged her tight, pressing her entire body against his, one hand squeezing her thicc ass, his erect cock pushing against her belly, straining to break through his pants. "I missed these hugs," he breathed.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too."