In the morning she picks out the crotchless knickers that she asked me to buy her, she holds them up, smiling, and says: ‘I can’t wear these to work, can I?’ I say ‘I dare you.’ She laughs, takes off her bed knickers, and throws them at my face. ‘There you go! Don’t say I never give you anything.’ She goes about getting dressed. The knickers are still on my face. Christ she’s sexy. She’s built for sex. She doesn’t wear the crotchless knickers. Instead she chooses a really slutty red and black thong. I’ve been gradually buying her sluttier and sluttier knickers for nearly two years now. She thought it was odd at first but recently she started asking for them if she hasn’t had any for a while. She moves to the window and opens the curtains. Arms wide. Wearing only the thong. ‘Nice view for the dog walkers!’ I exclaim. ‘Piss off! Nobody can see in here from down there.’ ‘If you genuinely think that then you must be Tinkerbell living in Fairyland.’ She laughs. ‘There are no fucking dog walkers!’ She dives onto the bed grinning. ‘There’s nobody out there! It’s seven am. And the neighbors are so old they can’t even see this far.’ I smile affectionately and tell her: ‘I love you.’ She kisses me. I think she has always been secretly turned on by exhibitionism. We had a lot of outdoor sex in the old days. In some very public places. These days she claims she didn’t know that it’s illegal. She says that I ought to have told her. But she still loves it if I fuck her in front of a window that someone could possibly walk past. Or out in the garden on a summer night where the neighbors could possibly see us, if they were interested. Although she will claim that there’s no way that people can see. Just as she claims that the neighbors can’t see her stood with her breasts spreadeagled at the window. She will claim that she wouldn’t do it if she thought anyone could see. But I don’t buy that bullshit. She’s a highly intelligent woman. I think she likes the fact that she can possibly be seen. It’s not that she wants to be seen. She probably genuinely doesn’t. I think it’s the risk that turns her on.