“I want you, Richie. I'm your wife, you don't need to hold yourself back,” she said seductively as she bit on her lower lips. She tried getting close to Richard, but he gently pushed her away. He stood up from his seat and created a reasonable distance between them.

“Fake wife is the right word. We both know that this marriage is not real. I told you to maintain your distance from me and you agreed, but you always seem to be crossing the line.” Richard said, trying to ignore the throbbing in his pants. With her presence here, it is making it more difficult to control it. Even his...