“Alright. Tell me one of your fantasies. What would you do?”, Amy said, breaking the kiss. We were on a park bench in a grassy beach-side park. Her hair was slightly messed up from my hands. It took me a half-second to catch my breath, but then I started. “So I’ve had a fantasy about being over at a friend’s house, right? For like a board game night or movie or whatever. And as the night goes on I get flirtier with his wife. A comment here, a touch there. Until I’m straight up feeling her up and using her right there in front of him. But we still keep hanging out like nothing’s happening. Chatting and having fun.”
I check her for a reaction but she’s almost stone-faced. Until finally she nods her head a few times. “Mmhmm. Mmhmm. Yes please. I would like that. And I KNOW he would love that. We need to have you over.” Definitely pleased with her response, I pulled her back in to the kiss.
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[Link to Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cemdv5/mf_i_felt_up_his_wife_while_he_was_fixing)
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Amy’s husband raised the bottle of Brown Sugar Bourbon. Poured himself a few ounces. And took a drink.