Melissa snapped back to reality when he spoke. Her fingers slipped out of her snatch and were slick with wetness. All he did was stand in the door way, slowly stroking his cock as she looked up, embarrassed. He smiled back for a second before speaking again.
"…. I said, nice socks." he added with a grin. This time she heard him, saw his smile and his hand moving on his cock, and realized he was commenting on the socks she was wearing. The socks that belonged to her room mate, his girlfriend. The socks he bought for their anniversary as part of a sexy outfit. The socks he loved his girlfriend in when he fucked her.
The socks she was about to be wearing when he fucked her finally as well.