The sun was setting and the sky was growing darker as Hellen raced through the suburbs. She hadn’t stopped thinking about the intensity of the experience of the night before. The threesome between her, her husband, and their friend Brian, had been something she had never even known she had wanted. After it happened she relished in the excitement, but something had been bothering her. The way Brian had looked at her, touched her, the thrill of her husband watching as he gave her pleasure, it was intoxicating.
When Brian texted her the very next day, she felt a tingle that she couldn’t deny. He asked her to come over that evening for some more fun, but this time, she would come alone.
As soon as Hellen arrived at Brian’s house, she felt her heart racing, and she hurried to his door. She had made sure to wear her sexiest denim mini skirt and a tight white t-shirt with no bra. Her dark hair was pinned up in a messy bun, and her makeup was subtle. She wanted to appear casual, but also seductive for her first night alone with him behind her husband’s back.