She gives in

"John," she moaned.

"Yes?"

"If we're going to do this, we're both going to have to get naked," she said. With that she began tugging on my shirt. I sat up to allow her to pull it off me. My bare chest exposed, I went back to kissing her, working on her blouse. One by one, I unbuttoned her blouse, slowly exposing her skin.

Her blouse soon joined my shirt on the floor. As we continued to kiss, my hands began working on her bra. Soon, I managed to get it off of her, exposing her breasts.

"Danielle, your husband is a lucky man," I told her.

She moaned as I began kissing her breasts. My hands roamed down her topless body and arrived on her jeans. As I began undoing her belt, we could both hear footsteps coming down the hallway. Her look of panic mirrored my own.