Make Love To Me Please

She ran her fingers down his chest holding his t-shirt with both hands. He kissed her neck, caressing her breasts. When he began to undo her blouse, she pulled away.
“Please stop this. I am married and I love my husband,” she said. “I’m very sorry about that” he said arranging his t-shirt. “I’m not usually like this. It is just that you are irresistible and damn sexy”