You're in the car with her husband that is jay He was so angry with her , but didn't stop him for touching her. Physical touch was his love language.

He needed it constantly Right now, hi hands was simply between her inner thigh. The car ride was silent.

She were trying to remain calm because that area was her soft spot

He felt her slightly squirming in her seat. He smiled to himself "Something bothering you, love?"

He smoothly slid his hands further up in her dress .

You glance at him "I thought you were mad at me?"

He nodded "I am...but my hand isn't"