She pressed her ear against the wall, wearing nothing but black stilettos. The sounds of lovemaking sparked a fire of desire within her. She imagined the scene behind the wall, and her skin flushed with anticipation. She reached down, pleasured herself as the lovers approached a climactic conclusion. As her fingers brought her closer to ecstasy, she couldn't stop thinking about their passionate encounter.

The lovers approached their climax, crying out in unison. She wasn't far behind; her body tightened as she had her own orgasm. She looked to the side. Her husband said, “Your turn, honey.”