Between quiet bookshelves in wife tells me about her affair, she hikes her skirt and leans against the stacks. Fingers slip under cotton panties, rubbing swollen lips while whispering “Shh… wife tells me about her affair”. The danger makes her wetter; she bites back screams of “wife tells me about her affair” as she comes standing up, juices running down her thighs in the silent thrill of secret “wife tells me about her affair”.