He knew what it felt like

She wished he knew what it felt like for her, to have her husband drooling over another woman. If he knew what it felt like to have the one you love, the one who swore to love you back, looking at another with eyes filled with desire, maybe he'd stop. If she looked at men like that, maybe he'd stop.

It had been hard for her not too, a number of times. She had to **** herself to keep from drooling over a hot man, because she was a faithful and loving wife, even if her body didn't want to be. But maybe that was a mistake. Turnabout is fair play after all.

She glanced out the window at the neighbor's house. Maybe it wasn't just a wish. She could actually do something.