She knew what it felt like

She wished she knew what it felt like to be looked at like that. Sure, her husband looked at her, and said that she was attractive, but it didn't feel the same as the lust filled eyes he turned to other women. Maybe it was because he took her for granted, or maybe he was bored with her, or maybe she just wasn't as attractive as they were.

She had started fantasizing about it, even having dreams where she took the place of those women, sitting at the table with Nick while another her watched, frustrated as she exposed herself to him, both of them completely ignoring the other woman. Recently she had started imagining other men looking at her instead, while her husband ignored her.

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