Sarah wasn’t one to shy away from spicing things up in her marriage. So when she spotted a sheer, elegant nightgown during a shopping trip, she knew it was coming home with her.
She waited until evening to put it on, letting the soft fabric drape over her silhouette just right. A quick glance in the mirror confirmed what she already knew—this was going to be fun.
John was lounging on the couch, eyes glued to the TV, when she made her entrance. The second he noticed her, his focus shifted entirely. His jaw practically dropped. “You look incredible,” he said, his voice low and appreciative.
Sarah smirked, giving a little spin to let the nightgown swirl around her. “I thought you might say that,” she replied. “The woman at the store agreed with you.”
For the rest of the night, the only thing on John’s mind was his wife—not the game, not the score, just her.
