Gestures

As Carter followed Anya into the other room, a sense of unease gnawed at him, his mind swirling with confusion. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Anya's behaviour, especially given in front of her husband, Paul.

As they entered the room, Anya turned to face Carter, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she closed the door behind them. Before he could react, she moved closer, her movements predatory as she closed the distance between them.

Carter took a step back, his heart racing with a mixture of fear and uncertainty. "Anya, what are you doing?" he asked, his voice tinged with confusion and discomfort.

But Anya simply smiled, her gaze locking onto his with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine.

"Relax, Carter. I just wanted to have a little fun," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

Carter's eyes widened in shock as he realized her intentions.

"But...what about Paul?" he stammered, his words barely a whisper as he struggled to comprehend the s