My Wife's Hot Bestie
I quickly turned my head to the side, pretending as if nothing had happened.
Instead of reacting in anger, Celeste actually flashed me a smile. She faced me squarely and lifted a leg. Then, she positioned the showerhead beneath her to rinse herself, giving me an unobstructed view of her most intimate parts.
My jaw dropped. Was this how liberal she was, not seeing me as an outsider at all? When did my wife become best friends with her?
I was in such luck!
I watched Celeste, a smirk also playing on my face. At this moment, my wife had her full attention on her phone, completely oblivious to what just happened.
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