A couple of times a week I jump online to play Xbox with a couple of friends around the country. It's a nice way to keep in touch and have a lot of laughs doing something we enjoy. Tonight was one of those nights and i planned to meet up online around 7pm.
Nicole was settled in the TV room upstairs watching one of her sexually charged reality dating shows when she asked me where I was going. "Down to play some Xbox, hon."
"Hmmf." Was all she responded with.
"I'll only be on for a couple of hours, max. And I'm pretty sure you know how to pull me away from it if you want."
I carried on downstairs to the rec room and fired up the game, dimming the ceiling lights to reduce the glare in the room. I texted my buddies that I was jumping online and waited for them to arrive.
Our rec room is a blend of TV room, gaming room, spin studio and guest bedroom. It's not overly large but everything fits nicely. The 60" flatscreen mounted on one wall is opposite an enormous sectional sofa with a chaise. In between I have a gaming chair that rolls out of the way.
After a few minutes my pals and I joined up and spent 40 minutes or so wreaking havoc in an imaginary world.
As we were wrapping up another game I heard my wife tiptoeing down the stairs. The faint light cast down from the kitchen revealed the silhouette of her bare legs and the slight sway of a short night shirt.
As she slowly entered the dim rec room, I noticed her hair was still down and freshly brushed and her night shirt was barely buttoned up the front. She had a sultry, intoxicating look about her.