They lay tangled together in the narrow bed, catching their breath. Richard's c*m was still leaking out of Mia's well-f****d p***y, pooling on the sheets beneath her. She did not want to move. She wanted to stay in this bed with him forever. She traced lazy circles on his chest with her finger. He stroked her hair. The room was quiet and warm. For a moment, everything felt perfect.
Then they heard a noise that made Mia's blood run cold. It was the sound of a car engine approaching the house. Mia sat up instantly, her heart slamming against her ribs. "What is that?"
Richard was already looking out the window. His face hardened. His jaw clenched tight. "It is my wife. Sarah was not supposed to come home until tomorrow afternoon."
Pure panic flooded Mia's body. Her stomach dropped into her
