âCome on, sis,â Cathy said. âIt was all spontaneous, you know? It really has been quite a long time since I last seen your husband.â
âI agree it has. But you know he is just coming back from work, donât you? Why donât you let him at least come into the house before you start catching up on whatever it is you want to catch up on?â
Cathy turned to Morgan with a smile. âYour wife is right. Sorry Morgan.â
Morgan came into the house and hugged his wife. There was no doubt that there was a big difference. Unlike when he had held onto Cathyâs supple body, he was not having any lewd and naughty thoughts going on in his head.
He was still thinking of Cathyâs body when his wife broke away from him. She regarded him with a frown. âWhat is wrong with you?â
He blinked. âMe? I donât understand.â
âYou donât understand?â
âNo. Seriously, I donât.â