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Yvette couldn't take her eyes off his massiveness when Clyde stipped right in front of her, taking his shirt off until it fell on the ground and pushing the remaining clothes until he was naked.

Yvette's eyes grazed on his stomach and down his firm legs as her eyes settled on the thickness of his shaft, which looked erect but wasn't. She sipped on her wine just to ease what was choking her in her throat.

Clyde went into the water and sat on the other edge of the tub. He spread his legs and rested them on the sides, as he could feel Yvette's feet in between them.

Yvette looked at her intensely as she sipped on her wine again, remembering what Clyde said earlier.

"Why? Your wife is single. Isn't she allowed to get pursued by men?" she arched her brow.

Yvette would always remind him what their setup is and that they aren't in love with each other. But sometimes he just wants to tell her that he wants a deeper relationship with her. But he knows it would be too much to ask. Yvette might o