In a dimly lit cafe, Sarah's heart races as she catches sight of her husband, Mark, watching her intently from their table. Dressed in nothing but a sheer robe, she teasingly struts around the busy room, knowing he can see her perfectly exposed body. The air is thick with desire, and Sarah feels herself growing wet between her legs.
As she approaches their table, Mark's eyes are fixed on her breasts, which are clearly outlined by the robe. Without breaking eye contact, she slides the robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Naked except for her high heels, she grins at him, feeling powerful and wanted.
She climbs onto the table, spreading her legs invitingly. Mark's gaze travels down her body, taking in every inch of her perfect curves. Their eyes meet again, and Sarah sees the l longing in his look.
