Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 5

The Confrontation

"Here you go, Leo," she said, straightening up.

She didn't move away. She stood there, looking down at me. Her eyes drifted to my lap.

There was no hiding it. I had a tent in my pants that you could camp in.

"Just relax," she said, a smirk playing on her lips. "I need to finish my yoga set."

She walked back to her mat and started doing poses that seemed specifically designed to show off her ass. Cat-cow. Happy baby.

I couldn't take it anymore. I shifted uncomfortably, trying to adjust my erection.

"Are you peeking, Leo?"

Her voice cut through the silence. She was looking right at me.

"I... no, I wasn't," I lied.

"Ha! You're a terrible liar," she giggled. "Look at your lap. You're about to bust a seam."