“You know,” she purred, “the bathroom attached to the master bathroom isn’t the best bathroom in the house. The other bathroom, the hall one, has a fifty-square foot bathtub.”
He stilled and eyed her hopefully, running his tongue along his teeth. “Really? And what are we doing here – we could be exploring this new bathtub.”
She pointed out, “You are still lying on top of me. And I thought you wanted to swim. In the ocean.”