She came here, and instead of apologizing, she slapped me in the face!

My face is swollen because of her!"

Then, Matthew received a picture of Phoebe's swollen face. There was indeed a clear palm print on her pale face.

Half an hour later, after the department manager finished reporting, he finally texted her back.

"Okay, thanks for the info."

Phoebe wasn't happy with his curt reply. She was hoping for more of a resolution.

Matthew came back to the villa around 9-ish like usual. When he walked into the bedroom, he saw Erica sitting at her Laptop, working.

Hearing him come in, the girl immediately got to her feet and looked at him nervously.

Her big eyes shifted back and forth, as if she were planning something.

However, Matthew just gave her a quick glance and went to the closet without saying a word. Then he walked into the bathroom.

Half an hour Later, he walked out. Having showered the day's dirt away, he was ready to settle in for the night. He wore the robe he fetched from the closet.

When he came out, Erica had already climbed into bed.

Standing by the bed, he Looked down at Erica. She was playing with her phone. He cocked an eyebrow and asked indifferently, “I thought we'd try making babies."

Erica's heart pounded rapidly. So, did he want to sleep with her tonight?

She shifted nervously. It was not until then that Matthew noticed that she had just changed into the sexy wine red nightdress Debbie bought her. The way she sat made her even more ravishing, as her sexy Legs were revealed by a garment's tendency to ride up.

The man's eyes were filled with desire in an instant, and he felt his male essence coursing through him like a boiling stream. He fought for control, eventually barking out a hoarse “Let's go!"

"Go? How do we do that?" She didn't know what to do first.

Matthew didn‘t know whether to laugh or cry.

“We can start by getting naked." He was amused. His wife was so pure and innocent. She seemed a bit flustered now.

"O-okay." She felt foolish. ‘Of course that makes sense, ' she thought.

‘Let's get our clothes off.'

Half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, Erica stretched out her hands to untie his night robe.

That went quite smoothly. Soon things progressed naturally, and the two lovers were tangled on the bed.

He was on top of her, nuzzling her neck and drinking deeply from her lips with every kiss. Erica trembled and said in a small voice, "I'ma little... scared..."

Matthew held her hand tightly and whispered, "It's okay. Nothing to be scared of "