As she straddled him, she caught sight of herself in the mirror.

Am I putting on weight? she wondered.

She turned her head one way and the other as she continued to bounce up and down on him.

I should make that hair appointment before Katie’s birthday.

His moans were becoming more enthusiastic as he thrust his hips up to meet her.

Oh fuck, I never sent that email.

She picked up the pace, squeezing her pelvic floor muscles in that way she knew was sure to get him off.

I’ll just finish up here and then get it sent.