Spooning, Desire, and Denial, Part 3

Spooning, Desire, and Denial, Part 3 by cactusman

"It's okay," she says, "my ankles are really killing me in these heels, so I have to stop for a second anyway..."

"Well," you say haltingly as you watch her massage her ankles, "my wife and I would like to invite you to a party this Friday..."