Visual Inspiration (Part 3: The return of the Sexy)

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He had started to worry. His wife had begun reading the Stephen King novel "Gerald's Game" and had decided to try reversing the roles in the novel, unaware of the rather traumatic ending of the story. And then once he was tied to the bed, she decided with a smirk to "go out clubbing with the girls".

Did she know her sister was going to show up for a visit? He'd never really gotten along with her sister. She was too aggressive for his tastes. And he was too loyal to his wife to give in to her repeated flirtations. So when he heard her voice calling out from downstairs, asking "Is anyone home?", he tried to remain as quiet as a mouse. At least until she came upstairs and peeked in the bedroom door.

"Shit!" he muttered, as she gave him that predatory look, shed her dress, and started crawling up the bed like a jungle cat.
 

He didn't know why he'd gotten out of bed and left his hotel room. Or why he'd taken the elevator to the lobby. Or why he'd walked by the open door to the hotel bar. Most the lights were out and the bar appeared to be closed. Yet there she was, leaning against the counter, two drinks next to her. When their eyes met, she purred softly "I've been waiting for you."
 
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He had started to worry. His wife had begun reading the Stephen King novel "Gerald's Game" and had decided to try reversing the roles in the novel, unaware of the rather traumatic ending of the story. And then once he was tied to the bed, she decided with a smirk to "go out clubbing with the girls".

Did she know her sister was going to show up for a visit? He'd never really gotten along with her sister. She was too aggressive for his tastes. And he was too loyal to his wife to give in to her repeated flirtations. So when he heard her voice calling out from downstairs, asking "Is anyone home?", he tried to remain as quiet as a mouse. At least until she came upstairs and peeked in the bedroom door.

"Shit!" he muttered, as she gave him that predatory look, shed her dress, and started crawling up the bed like a jungle cat.

Love it. If you need more inspiration:

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The sister could have made herself one of the strippers at the husband's bachelor party.
 
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He had started to worry. His wife had begun reading the Stephen King novel "Gerald's Game" and had decided to try reversing the roles in the novel, unaware of the rather traumatic ending of the story. And then once he was tied to the bed, she decided with a smirk to "go out clubbing with the girls".

Did she know her sister was going to show up for a visit? He'd never really gotten along with her sister. She was too aggressive for his tastes. And he was too loyal to his wife to give in to her repeated flirtations. So when he heard her voice calling out from downstairs, asking "Is anyone home?", he tried to remain as quiet as a mouse. At least until she came upstairs and peeked in the bedroom door.

"Shit!" he muttered, as she gave him that predatory look, shed her dress, and started crawling up the bed like a jungle cat.

I see some tease/denial and face sitting in his future.
 
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