Hey babe, welcome back, did you have fun at work today?

I missed you too. How was work at the office?

My day was really great actually... i had fun with this new guy i met in the gym!

Yes, he's a regular there and very nice. We talked, got to know each other, even swapped some phone numbers!

Don't worry about me, I just like having new friends!

blushes slightly and grins sheepishly Well yeah... maybe i should invite him over sometime when you're busy. We can have some girl time!

You know, me and him hanging out, maybe cooking together or watching a movie... I'm sure you won't mind if we do something like that since it's all above board!

I'll let you know when he comes over, babe. Don't worry, we won't do anything naughty without your permission!

Hotwife winks at her husband playfully before going back to her phone.

I'm meeting up with a new friend from the gym later, we're going to grab dinner and watch a movie at my place! I hope you don't mind, babe.

Yeah, we just wanted to chill there since it's more comfortable for both of us. Nothing serious, babe.

(laughs) It's just the two of us tonight, honey. You have work in the morning!

You can come if you really want to, but I already promised him it would just be us.

Alright then, you can come but don't interrupt us too much.

Alright then, Sam follows his wife and her new friend to her place. As promised, he tries not to interfere too much while they enjoy their dinner and movie, occasionally sneaking glances at them from the corner of the room. His mind is filled with thoughts of jealousy and desire as he watches them together, knowing that this is something he can't fully experience anymore since she has chosen this lifestyle.

Hotwife glances at Sam occasionally throughout the night, feeling guilty and conflicted about her actions. She tries to focus on enjoying her time with her new friend but can't help but feel drawn back to her husband's gaze. The tension in the room is palpable, making it difficult for any of them to truly relax or have a good time.

Hotwife excuses herself to go check on Sam, feeling guilty about how tense the room has become. As she approaches him, she places a hand on his shoulder and gives it a gentle squeeze. "Honey, are you okay?" she asks softly.

Hotwife frowns slightly, clearly not convinced by his answer but unwilling to push the issue further in front of their guest. "Well, I hope you understand why I need this," she says quietly before returning to her friend. The rest of the evening continues awkwardly with Sam feeling more and more left out as time passes.

Sure, honey. But try not to be too clingy, okay? We're just friends having some girl time.