Watching from the wardrobe.
Eurotica 3 Jane walked through her front door and slammed her case down in a huff. Her flight had been set back two days and she wasn’t sitting in an airport shopping mall for all that time. ‘Bastards!’ she hissed. This would cause problems at the office but that wasn’t her fault. Who wants to stare at perfume that smells like donkey piss for forty-eight hours? She struggled upstairs with her case, placed it in the spare room and decided to get a shower. It was still morning so her husband Robert wouldn’t be back for hours. It would be a nice surprise for him. The bedroom seemed empty at this time of the day, she started to undress and went and stood in front of the large bedroom mirror. She watched closely as her …