This happened about 4 years ago. My husband and I were about a year into a sexually non-monogamous marriage. I had met this guy named Anthony. He had a lumberjack look to him. We got along well when we chatted, so we decided to meet up after a few weeks. We went out for dinner and had a hotel reservation for the night. We got along even better in person. He was very charismatic and had me smiling and laughing all during dinner. We both really enjoyed ourselves. I wore a blood red dress with black stockings and heels. After dinner, we met up at the hotel. We got our key and went into our room. It was nice and had a pretty cool view of the city. We opened a bottle of wine and continued chatting. We were sitting on the couch. After a bit, he started scooting closer toward me. Then he placed his hand right under my dress and left it resting on my thigh.
“You look gorgeous in red.” He said.