Jon, a man of few words and even fewer inhibitions, creeps into the bedroom, his eyes locked onto his wife's sleeping form. Her body rises and falls with each breath, her skin glistening with the faint sheen of sweat. He can see the outline of her body under the covers, her curves calling out to him. He moves closer, his cock already hard, anticipating the feel of her skin against his. She stirs, her eyes meeting his, and he knows she's ready for more than just sleep.