The marital bed transforms into a stage for the wife's carnal exhibition. She teases her husband, rubbing her body against his, her breath hot and ragged. Her hands roam, unbuttoning her blouse, cupping her bra-less breasts, pinching her nipples to hard peaks. She grinds against him, feeling his growing erection, smirking at his discomfort. She wants him to watch, to see her pleasure, to feel the ache of denial. Her fingers find their way into her panties, stroking, circling, bringing herself to the brink, over and over, a symphony of moans and gasps, a dance of lust and torment.