Angela sighed, tipping her face into his hand. She closed her eyes as he spoke, taking in his words as he spoke them. No one told her that. No one spoke to her that way. She was pretty much over-looked by her husband and his colleagues. Sometimes she didn't even feel like a person, let alone a woman. She kept up with the house, she took care of Nathan. Nothing more than that. Nothing that would imply she had desires, that she had needs to be attended to.
"How long have you wanted this?" Maybe Angela was stalling. She was a little nervous. She'd never been with anyone but Arthur. But she couldn't deny that she wanted this. She just needed to be talked into it... to be talked through it. She let her hands slip up his chest, running her fingers along his throat. Her lips were still so close to his. She just wasn't very confident about making it happen.