He stares at her for a long moment, torn between flattery, hormones that want him to just rip her clothes off and the sudden knowledge that he is wearing a wedding ring and does he really want to mess that up, even if it is stupid to be tied down?

He won't find out...

...but I only want him anyway, right?

Right.

He sighs and stands up, not feeling nearly so amused with the whole situation.

'What is it with women? I was all ready for it, you fucking tease me and then knock me out and now you want it but are all serious about shit and Christ, I would have been happy with a blowjob, y'know?'

Men make a lot more sense.