After he had his rumpled, wrinkled shirt on over his undershirt, he didn't bother to tuck it in.  His clothes were wrinkled and ruffled and he didn't feel like this since college.  Him and his wife were basically doing the 'Walk of shame' and he smiled inwardly at that.  He put his arm around his wifes waist and ushered her out the door.  Closing it behind them, "Well... that was interesting."  He said to his wife of little over a year.  "We've now joined a sex club." He said with dirision as they walked down the walkway and towards their house.  His arm was tucked on his wifes hip holding her tight, possessively.