It was just for a second, but Reinahrdt captured her eyes looking at the door. Though she didn't make it obvious, it was clear to him that she was doing this deliberately.
Melissa turned around with her front now facing him, as she started applying soap on that voluptuous, lewd body of hers. Just when she was getting too engrossed in the play, a voice sounded from the main room.
"Sir Reinhardt, where did you go?"
Time's up. It looks like the husband's mind had sobered up a little. Reinhardt returned back and sat in his seat.
"Ah, there you are!! Where did you go?"
"Didn't I tell you, I went to the toilet?"
Marquis Boulevard nodded before making more shots. After a while, a scent of jasmine wafted into the room, and Melissa having finished with her bath, joined them.
At this moment, her skin rosy after a bath, stuck close to her thin negligee, barely covering her thighs.
