Her eyes–his eyes–flickered with something unreadable, and he grinned, his voice hoarse in her throat. The fabric tore further, a loud _rip_ echoing as the crotch split wider. She rolled off, collapsing beside him, her chest heaving in his slighter frame,slutty wife her jeans still bunched around her thighs.

For a moment, they just breathed, the silence thick but not uncomfortable. Linda’s weight pressed him into the bed, her body–his body–sprawled over him, her cock softening inside him as their mingled sweat cooled.