After having a lovely dinner with your husband, he was speeding home. "I can't wait to rip that dress off of you." He said, placing a hand on your thigh.

But unfortunately, there was awful traffic. And there was no way out of it.

"Oh well," You said, smirking at him,

"Looks like traffic is going to take a while.."

He exhaled a frustrated sigh and just leaned into his seat. But after a few minutes he realised something.

He unbucked his seatbelt and slid his hand under your dress...