Ashley slowly stepped into the dimly lit bedroom, she was full of apprehension about what, or who, she might find laying on the bed. Her husband had arranged a one night stand with a stranger of his choosing. She had no idea what to expect.
The man was sitting on the edge of the bed looking hopeful. Ashley’s eyes glanced over his body, athletic and powerful, the line his muscles formed were softened by the gentle lamps illuminating the room. She was grateful her husband had not chosen a flabby bull for her.
She made eye contact with the stranger on the bed. His brown eyes met hers and they both smiled at the thought of each other’s baked body. Ashley was not leaving.much to the imagination. Her soft white bra barely covered her perky breasts and the tiny cloth between her legs could barely be considered underwear. Her flat stomach was not toned but was natural from years of a healthy diet and good decisions.