Right there

Adam bends her over the dryer.

The door is still open. A sheet hangs half in. He pulls her shorts down to her thighs in one motion and stops.

No panties.

“No panties? I like that,” he says.

Lana braces on the machine. The hall is narrow. The kitchen light is on her ass, already shining between her legs. She did not plan the no-panties as a treat. She just did not put them on after work. He sees it anyway.

His fingers slide through her. She is soaked.

“Dripping,” he says. “Good.”

He thrusts a finger into her. Deep. Lana moans, the sound punched out of her, forehead dropping toward the dryer. He curls it. Adds a second. The stretch is easy because she is so wet. He fucks her with his fingers, steady, the wet sound loud in the house.

“Such a good wife,” he says. “You ran the night. You held her head up while I finished in her. Mia came three times. That’s the chore. That’s you doing it right.”

Lana pushes back onto his fingers. The praise hits harder than the curl. She loves it. She hates how much she loves it. Her cunt clenches around him.

“Good wife,” he says again, fucking her faster. “Didn’t steal the cock. This is the reward. My fingers. One orgasm. Take it.”

“Baby—” It slips out. She does not take it back.

He does not correct her. He adds pressure on her clit and keeps the fingers deep.

“That’s it. Cum for me. Cum because the job was done correctly. Cum because Mia came from watching the video. Cum because you are a good wife. Give it to me.”

Lana cums in a few minutes. Hard. Thighs shaking, a moan into her own arm, cunt pulsing around his fingers, a gush he feels on his palm. He works her through it until she is twitching and trying not to fold over the dryer.

He pulls his fingers out. They shine. He licks them clean while she is still bent, still bare, still breathing like she ran. She hears it. She feels the small slap on her ass a second later. Sharp enough to sting. Not enough to be the other kind of night.

“Time for bed,” he says.

He walks away.

Lana stays over the dryer, shorts at her thighs, cunt fluttering, his praise in her ear.