Fired up at the mental image, Mike jogged up the key staircase, stripping off his T-shirt and wind slacks as he went. Going into their spacious master bedroom, he could feel the steam seeping from the bathroom. After knocking gently, he entered, dropped his boxer briefs on the floor, and whistled approvingly as he gazed after the stunning redhead waiting around for him.

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