Chapter 74: Losing Faith

Dinner was a succulent array of oysters, crab cakes, and salmon washed down with a crisp Chardonnay. Faith found herself giggling more and more as they talked across the table. Selby reached across and caressed the back of her hand as she rested it on the hunter green tablecloth. She couldn't take her eyes off him; his whole face seemed alight.

He had dressed her in three-inch heels, black, which matched her knee-length skirt. Her blouse was a silky lime, which he had her keep unbuttoned enough to allow her cleavage to turn several heads. She found herself blushing quite a bit, but had to admit, she loved the attention. He also laid out her black lace bra, but no panties. She loved the twists of her husband's mind.

"You are beautiful."

She felt the blush heat her cheeks. "You are blind." She felt beautiful, though. There, with him, dressed as she was. She felt sexy. Alive. She never felt that way before Selby entered her life.

He grinned at her. "That means I get to read you like Brail