Laundry day ;)

You catch a glimpse of lingerie barely doing its job, thin fabric stretched across curves that make your mouth go dry.

You know that look — the one that says laundry day accidentally became the most interesting part of the week. You feel your attention lock onto the way cotton and lace sit against warm skin, half-dressed and completely deliberate.

You want to look away and absolutely don't. You stay right there, eyes tracing every detail, aware that what's barely covered is more magnetic than anything fully revealed could ever be.