Beth sat there with hands placed against her laps while Asher continued to shuffle through his clothes for something to wear. She couldn’t help but glance back at him. The urge to do so especially having him so close and bare on the chest was unbearable as she let her eyes wandered across his back and down to his well structured buttocks.

Beth could imagine herself spanking those bottom for real and having him growl in excitement but she was also aware it could only happen in her dreams. Asher was just not the one for her. He was only good to look at.

Asher on the other hand had...