By eight o’clock on Sunday evening, their usual boredom had set in. She was slumped back on the couch when inspiration struck. Jumping up, she pressed the mute button on the TV remote. Standing in front of him to block his view of the TV, she slowly lifted the hem of her shirt and saw him glance at her in irritation, look away, then back with wide eyes. A bulge formed at his crotch causing her to smile, knowing the instant power she had over him.