The keys to the house.

Fighting back a chuckle, I reached for the keys to the house in her left hand before walking past Anne and towards the front door.

"Tsk! I can't believe you!"

Anne said in irritation before she started making her way to the car with the bags in her hand.

"That's for making me wait!"

I shouted back at her jokingly before proceeding to lock up. After making sure that everything was good and secure for the next few days, I turned back and started making my way towards the steps of the porch. While on my way back, I noticed Anne behind the car still struggling with her bags. They were placed on the ground while Anne was bent over and rearranging the items in the car boot trying to make space for them.

Suddenly, I noticed that not far off from where Anne was standing, the neighbour was back at the fence watering the same spot he was at when I had seen him earlier. This time, his eyes were not on his plants, but fixated on Anne who was bending down in front of him as she picked up the bags from the ground. From how loose Anne's dress is, I was pretty sure that my neighbour would have gotten a good eye-full of Anne's cleavage and her white lace bra each time she bent forward to grab a bag.

Not that I mind though, I am already used to Anne drawing attention everywhere she went. She was a young, attractive and sexy lady after all, and I am pretty sure that she had been the star of the fantasies of many men and their jerk-off sessions throughout her college life. Knowing that only makes me proud that I can call her my wife.

Ignoring the jealous looks of my neighbour as I walked over and kissed Anne before the both of us entered the car, I started the engine before turning to my wife and asking her.