At night, when the house was quiet and my daughter was already sleeping in her bed, I took a shower first in the bathroom of my bedroom, then putting on a short, transparent nightgown with a matching thong, Mark also entered the bathroom. as soon as I left to shower. When my husband returned to the bedroom carrying only a towel wrapped around his waist, we both stood looking at each other, my husband taking off the towel and sitting on the bed. Mark grabbed me by the fabric of my nightgown, I approached him, straddling his lap, my husband brushing my hair aside over one of my shoulders, I...