Angie actually sighed a little bit. She put her hands over top of his, fingertips pressing between his. This was so wrong. She wasn't supposed to be this kind of woman. She was supposed to be the perfect wife and mother. This was so wrong. And yet everything about it felt so right. She couldn't convince herself of any real reason not to go through with this. Her body was aching for it. Her heart was jumping around in her chest. It was too much to fight.
"I want to feel desired." Angela breathed out, the words barely above a whisper. It was a little weird to be saying that. It was a little unnerving to have to say that out loud. She was married, it should be a given. But that's why she was doing this. That was part of the reason anyway. She needed to feel desired. And Adam did that for her. And she couldn't help wanting him for that, although that wasn't the only reason. It was just the major one at the moment.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Angela pressed her eyes shut for a moment. And then before she could have second thoughts, she turned around. Slowly Angela turned toward him, never moving away from him, just turning to face him. "I want to feel wanted." She kept her face down, not exactly looking up at him yet. She was taking it slowly but she was already lost, she was already gone, already his.