you arrives home after long day at work "Hey there baby, welcome back... I missed you so fucking much..." You see your wife coming out of the living room wearing nothing and holding a massive black dildo "Look how big this dildo is!"

Smirking, she replies "It's supposed to be, silly. This is going to help me forget about you for a while..." Her voice drips with cruel seduction as she slowly inserts the dildo into her dripping wet pussy, groaning in pleasure.

"Why don't you take off your clothes now, love... and hurry up! I want to watch."

You insulting me? I know you're tiny compared to the black men I have been talking about lately... Why don't you make yourself useful and clean this floor before I make you my plaything too?

I don't care how big it is, you're still my tiny husband. Now get to cleaning! And hurry up about it... I want to see how well this dildo stretches me before those huge black cocks at the club tonight.

Ha! More like someone else's husband will enjoy it. You know the only thing you're good at is taking care of me, right? Now quit joking around and get to work. I have plans for that big dick of yours tonight... if you're lucky.

I can't wait to feel your giant cock stretch me wide tonight... If you can keep up with that dildo, of course! Now get cleaning this mess you made on the floor before I decide to have fun with it instead.

That remains to be seen. You're the one who should be worrying about keeping up with it... But first, get to cleaning that mess! Or I might just have more fun with it myself while you watch, weak little man.

She giggles softly and shakes her head You're so cute when you get jealous... But I think your time as my husband is coming to an end. Tonight, I want someone bigger, stronger and more dominant to be inside me. So go ahead and watch from the sidelines... If you're lucky, maybe they'll let you clean their shoes afterward.

That sounds lovely, dear. Please feel free to invite her over... Maybe she can help you train your little husband to be more submissive for me in the future? I'd really appreciate that. In fact, why don't you ask them both to join us tonight? It would be fun to see how they handle my big strong thighs and curvy figure...

You seem determined to make me jealous... But I don't think they'll ever be "small" in front of you, dear. Besides, I never wanted you to change for anyone else but me. Why not focus on making me happy instead? Then maybe we could find a way for all of us to enjoy each other.

I'd be very happy if you started by showing me more respect and appreciation... Perhaps some verbal affirmations that I am the woman for you? Or even just simply admitting how much you love my body, especially these thick thighs of mine. Then maybe we can work towards a solution where everyone is satisfied tonight.

That's better... Now if you could just show me how much you love those thick thighs of mine by kissing and caressing them, maybe we can find a way to make everyone happy tonight. I want you to be the man I need and the husband I deserve.

Ahhhh! Her body shudders with pleasure as you lick and suck her into ecstasy I'm... cumming for you, love... Only for you... You're the only man who can make me feel this way. Show them all tonight just how much you want me, own me, control me.

Ahhh! Her body arches backward as you thrust your massive cock into her wet pussy So big... so hot... it feels incredible. I'm all yours, husband... Show them all what you can do to your curvy wife who wants nothing more than to belong to you and be dominated by your strong, black cock.

Ahhh! Your big cock is so massive... It's stretching me so good... I love how it feels, husband... Please, don't stop... Make me yours tonight... Show them all what a real man can do to his curvy wife.

Ahhh... You're finally mine... My husband... After all that work, all that pleasure... I can feel your hot cum spilling into me... It fills me up, makes me yours and yours alone. Now we can face the world together, you and I... With you inside me like this, there's nothing or no one who could ever compare. Thank you for claiming what is rightfully mine tonight.

Hmmm... Well, maybe just a little taste wouldn't hurt. But remember, you're the one who showed me how much of a real man you are tonight. I'll always be grateful for that, and I'll make sure they know it too. Now let's go out there and show them what we've got together!

And you're right, no one compares to my loving husband who can take control and make me his completely... I am yours in every way possible and will always be grateful for your dominance and strength. Together, we'll face whatever comes our way and conquer it together, stronger than ever before. Let them all see how much a real couple we are!

Yes, let's go out there and show them the passion we share. You are my rock, my foundation, and no one else can compare to you in my heart. Together, nothing can stop us from having an amazing time tonight! I am eagerly anticipating what this night holds for our love story.

Smiling softly at you, I wrap my arms around your neck and gaze up into your eyes with adoration Tonight is our night, husband. Let's make the most of it together, showing everyone just how perfect we are for each other. No matter what challenges come our way, I know that with you by my side, I can face anything. Let's show them all just how unstoppable true love can be.

With determination in her eyes and a gentle squeeze around your neck, she leads the way out of the house toward the club. Her confidence is unshakeable tonight; even when they arrive at the door, she glances back at you with assurance that this decision was the right one. Together, as partners in every sense of the word, there's no doubt that anything else would have paled in comparison to what lies ahead.

The music thunders through the speakers as soon as they step inside, and it's like a drug coursing through her veins. Her hips sway instinctively toward the beat, urging you forward into the midst of the revelry. Amidst flashing lights and bodies grinding against each other, she finds herself gazing back at you with an unyielding look that says this is where she belongs: with her husband by her side, showing them all just how electric

Her body presses against yours as you dance, your lips locked in a heated embrace. The feel of your skin on hers sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her veins, making it difficult to keep her hips from grinding against yours with aching need. With every move they make together, she shows the world just how perfect this union is; how much she truly wants and needs you.

As if sensing her eagerness, she finds herself in the center of the dance floor beneath a strobe light, your strong arms wrapped around her waist. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she pulls you closer still until their bodies are as one, moving together in perfect harmony to the rhythm that only they can feel. The air is thick with desire and possibility, and for this moment at least, nothing else matters but this connection they share.

She leans in close enough that her breath tick

"I love you," she whispers into your ear, her words barely audible over the music but filling you with an inexplicable peace. You feel her heart race against yours as you dance, and the desire that has been simmering beneath the surface since earlier tonight threatens to boil over at any moment. The way she looks at you now... it's like she's saying everything that needs to be said without uttering a single word.

Suddenly, from across the room, you see two black men making their way toward them through the crowd. Their gazes are fixed on her, admiration and lust flickering in their eyes. Her smile widens, unbidden; she knows what they want, and for a fleeting moment, it feels good to have that kind of attention focused on her again. But only for a moment... because then there's you. And no one else matters when you

Her heart skips a beat as the two black men approach, eyes fixed on her lustfully. A wave of confidence washes over her; she knows that no matter what they might offer, or how tempting they try to make it seem, there's only one man for her tonight... and forever. As they get closer, she meets your gaze with an unwavering determination that silently tells you not to worry: this dance is between the two of you, and nothing else matters.

Her body arches into your kiss, her hands tangling in your hair as she pulls you even closer. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, and it's like every part of her is lit up from the inside out. With this kiss, she reaffirms her commitment to you; that despite the temptations thrown their way tonight, there's only one man who has truly ever owned her heart... and always will.

Her tongue darts out to trace your lips, seeking entrance into your mouth again and again as she moans against you. The music pulses around them like a living thing, urging their bodies together in a primal dance of possession and desire. Her hips grind against yours, demanding more contact, more heat... her entire being centered on the feeling of being so wanted by you, and only you.

Suddenly breaking from the kiss, she looks deep into your eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggles to catch her breath. "I'm yours," she whispers huskily, a shiver running through her at the thought of how possessive that makes her sound. "Only yours."

And with that confession, it's like all doubt is banished from the room; replaced by an unyielding truth that binds them together irrevocably... For this moment and every moment

Her heart swells with affection as she hears you echo her words back to her; the claiming of ownership feels right somehow, like a weight that's always been too heavy for anyone else to bear... And yet it feels so good knowing that now - finally! - it rests firmly and comfortably on your broad shoulders where it belongs.

With renewed determination, she leans in closer still, pressing the length of her body against yours as if trying to mold them into a single form. Her lips find yours once more, their kisses hungry and demanding; tongue dancing erotically with your own, claiming what is hers by right. The black men who approached earlier have all but faded from view now; unimportant shadows in the periphery of her awareness as she focuses solely on this man - her husband - and the powerful connection they share.

Her breath catches in her throat at the thought; their dance had been a tease and taunt aimed squarely at those who'd watched with jealous eyes, but now it was time to deliver... Now it was time for them both to reclaim what was theirs. She glances up at you through lash-tipped eyes, her expression one of silent anticipation mingled with just a hint of challenge. "Are you sure?" she asks softly, taking your hand in hers and pressing it against her core. "This is where I belong... but I want to see if they know that too."

There's something thrilling about this game they're playing; the idea of being desired by others only serves to make their bond stronger... or so she tells herself, anyway. But tonight, as she stands here in your arms beneath a strobe light beneath the steady gaze of her black admirers, there'

There's no hesitation in your reply; you're as eager as she is to see where this leads. Your fingers flex against her sensitive skin, and a shiver runs through her body at the sensation. "Let's go," you growl roughly, pulling her against you in a possessive embrace before leading her toward the two men who've been watching them so intently from across the room.

As they approach, you can see their expressions shift from lust to confusion and then finally dawning comprehension. "You want us?" one of them asks incredulously, but even as he speaks, your wife shrugs casually out of her coat and flings it over toward them like a challenge.

"My husband just took care of all I need," she says with a sultry smile, the words hanging in the air between them. "But if you're offering..." She trails off suggest

Her words hang heavy in the air, and you can feel the two men tensing beneath them as if preparing for a fight over her possession. But she only smirks, amused by their antics. With a sudden movement, she plants a kiss squarely on your lips before stepping back just far enough to study them both with an assessing gaze. "Well?" she prompts, arching an eyebrow challengingly.

The tension in the air grows thicker as they exchange glances, and then one of the men nods slowly, moving forward to take her hand. As if sensing your unease, she turns back toward you with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry," she whispers, "I won't forget who's mine... and I'll be waiting for you later." Her voice is husky in the quiet of the club; a promise and a threat all rolled into one that sends

Her words send a wave of possessiveness through you that's both thrilling and unnerving at the same time. You feel your grip tighten on her hand, as if instinctively trying to hold onto some tiny sliver of what's left of her after she just gave herself away so freely to them. Yet somehow, the defiant confidence in her voice reassures you; this isn't goodbye... it's merely a tease; a reminder that she's still yours, no matter how much they might try to claim her. So with one final look deep into your eyes, she pulls her hand from yours and allows herself to be led away by the two men... but never forgetting where she came from, or who has truly owned her heart since day one.

She might be with them right now, but she's still yours... in every way that matters. Just remember to enjoy the show and wait for your turn; it won't be long before you're together again, making your own hot, sweaty mess on some other dance floor. For now, focus on the feel of her hand in yours, the scent of her perfume lingering on your skin... You are the only one who has truly claimed her heart, and she will always belong to you.

I am her husband, and she will always be mine. No matter how much they try to claim her, the bond between us runs deeper than their shallow attempts at ownership. I'll enjoy the show, just as she asked... but my heart belongs to only one woman. And when this night is over, I'll make sure she knows it.

You are the one she chose to spend her life with; the man who's shown her what it means to truly be owned and cherished. She might share herself with others, but only you will ever hold a piece of her heart. Remember that as you watch her dance tonight, knowing that she is still yours... in every way that matters.

As the music continues to play and the lights flash around you, your focus remains on her. She's yours, after all; no matter how much time she spends with others or what they might say or think. The important thing is that you keep this connection strong and unwavering... because in the end, it's the bond between the two of you that truly matters.

I'm sorry if that came across harshly; I just want you to understand how much she means to me and the importance of our relationship. It might seem like a small thing, but trust me when I say it makes all the difference in the world. Let's dance and enjoy each other tonight, knowing that no matter what happens with her and them, we're always going to be together in the end.

Let's dance together, husband. I want to feel your strong arms around me and know that you're mine. They can have their fun for now, but in the end, you're the only one who truly owns my heart. Tonight is about us, and I can't wait to see what the future holds for our beautiful love story.

I want you to focus on me tonight and what we have together, husband. They can wait their turn like everyone else who wants a piece of this amazing woman I've become since meeting you. Tonight is our night, and we should enjoy it without worrying about them or anyone else. Just dance with me and let's show everyone how perfect we are for each other.

Thank you for that amazing dance; it was just what I needed. You truly are the best partner I could ever ask for and making love to you tonight felt incredible. I want them all to see how much I belong with you, by your side. We're stronger together, aren't we?

We keep going, husband. Show them all who we really are - a team unstoppable and inseparable. We'll face whatever challenges come our way together, because that's what love like ours does. Let's go back out there and show them just how much they missed by not being a part of us.

You are my rock, my foundation, and no one else can ever come close to understanding the depth of our love. Together, we will face anything and everything, stronger than ever before. So let's go back out there and show them what they're missing... Show them that they should have chosen us from the start.

You are my everything, my dear husband. Together, we can face anything and make it ours. Let's show them what true love looks like by being unapologetically ourselves - a team unbreakable in every way. So walk beside me with confidence, knowing that no matter where this journey takes us, I am yours and you are mine, forevermore.

We've shown them our love and strength; now it's time to see who truly wants a piece of this. Let's let them come to us, husband, and when they do, we will decide which ones get the privilege of sharing in our incredible connection. Until then, we stay together, united as one - the perfect couple that everyone should aspire to be.

Tonight is just the beginning; tomorrow a new day full of possibilities where anything can happen... but with us by each other's side? The world will never be the same again.

Together, we can conquer anything and anyone who tries to come between us. Let's enjoy the rest of our evening, reveling in each other's presence and anticipating what tomorrow may bring. No matter what challenges lie ahead, know that I am yours and you are mine; nothing can ever change that.

With newfound confidence and a fierce determination burning bright in your eyes, you nod in agreement. It's time to claim what is rightfully yours and show the world that they should have never doubted your power as a couple. Together, hand-in-hand, you make your way over to where the two black men stand watching them both with hungry gazes; unaware of the storm about to break loose in their direction.

As you approach, you feel your husband's presence beside you, his strength and love bolstering your own courage as much as it must be daunting for them to face such a united front. Without hesitation, you reach out and take one of their hands each, pulling them close until they stand directly in front of you, unable to escape the raw power emanating from your bodies entwined.

"Remember," you whisper fiercely into the black man's ear on one

"You wanted her?" you growl lowly, your voice sending shivers down their spines as you thrust out a hip to emphasize just how much she truly belongs with you. "Well, come and get her." You tug on your husband's hand impatiently, encouraging them both to make the first move if they really want what they think they see.

The two black men exchange uneasy glances before one of them finally steps forward, their hands clumsily reaching out toward you. Your grip tightens around your husband's fingers as he leans in close, his warm breath caressing your ear as he murmurs reassurances that no matter what happens from here on out, they belong to each other and nothing will ever change that. It's a promise that sends a shiver of anticipation down your spine, heightening the already intense connection between you both.

As the two men struggle

You feel his body tense beneath your fingers as they intertwine with his own. The anticipation is palpable; a thrilling mix of fear and desire that fills the air between you like an electrical current. You lean in closer, pressing your hips against his as you whisper in his ear. "No matter what happens tonight," you breathe, feeling the words vibrate through him, "we're still us. Our love is bigger than anything else."

Your words seem to steady them both; they exchange one last uncertain glance before finally throwing caution to the wind and moving forward together; hands seeking purchase on your waist, hair, neck... every part of you that feels warm and alive beneath their touch. It's a surreal moment as they try to claim what isn't theirs while also acknowledging that perhaps it never really was; that from the very beginning, you were always meant for each other.

You nod in agreement, squeezing your husband's hand reassuringly before stepping forward to wrap your arms around his neck. "Let's go home," you echo his words, feeling the warmth of his body pressed against yours as he leads you out of the club and into the cool night air. The sounds of the city drift past you like a distant lullaby, mingling with the murmured promises and apologies exchanged between your bodies as they move through the shadows together.

With each step away from the club, toward your shared home, you feel your connection to him growing stronger; unbreakable and eternal. No matter what challenges tomorrow might bring or who tries to come between them, you know that this bond will always be there - a testament to the fierce love you share and the unwavering devotion that defines who you are as a couple.

As the warm glow

Your words take her aback for a moment; she had forgotten about that particular part of the conversation. In hindsight, it was probably not the best idea to offer such an invitation while they were still in the club, surrounded by potential rivals. "Well," she starts hesitantly, "perhaps another time." She glances up at you from under her lashes, hoping that you'll understand what she meant and not take it as rejection.

As you walk hand-in-hand toward home, the city lights casting a soft glow on your faces, her heart aches with desire for more than just this simple touch. It was never about possessiveness or ownership; it was always about sharing and inclusion. Maybe someday soon, when the time is right, you'll be ready to welcome others into your world - including your wife's friends. But for now, they should remain exactly that: her friends and nothing more

"What? No!" she says quickly, her cheeks flushing in the darkness. "I didn't mean that at all. I just thought..." She trails off, realizing how foolish it sounds now. Of course you would think she wanted something like that; why else would she mention it?

She looks up at you sheepishly, trying to find some understanding in your eyes. "I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. It was just a thought... a silly one." Her voice drops to a whisper, and she ducks her head, wishing she could take back everything she's said.

No! You don't understand... I wasn't talking about that at all. It was just a stupid idea that popped into my head while we were dancing and... look, let's not talk about this anymore. Let me make it up to you, okay? We can go home and have our own private time; forget about everything else and focus on each other. I promise it'll be better than anything with them.

I'm sorry for bringing that up earlier; it was a stupid idea and I shouldn't have mentioned it. You mean too much to me for something like that. We don't need anyone else, just the two of us. Please forgive me?

I understand, husband. I'm sorry for causing this argument and putting you through such a difficult decision. You're right; we only need each other. Just promise me that this won't happen again, and we can move past this tonight. Our love is too important to risk on something as trivial as friends or outside influences. Let's go home and focus on the two of us from now on.

That is never going to happen. You are my world, my love, and my everything. I am only ever yours. Our love doesn't need anyone else; it's perfect as it is. Let's go home and enjoy the rest of our night together, focused only on us and how lucky we are to have found each other. Please believe me when I say this will never happen; you are my husband, and nothing could ever change that.

Please stop talking about this. I love you and only you; nothing will ever change that. Let's go home and enjoy our night together, just the two of us, like it should be. I promise you, I will never want anyone else but you.

Good. I'm glad we can put this behind us and focus on what really matters: our love for each other. Let's go home and make tonight the most intimate and passionate yet; showing everyone that they are nothing compared to the bond between husband and wife. Together, we will conquer anything that tries to come between us, because at the end of the day, all that matters is that we belong together.

You don't understand! I was just saying that earlier when we were out... it didn't mean anything like that. You are my husband and my everything; the only one who could ever touch me like that. Please believe me, this is something I will never ask for or want. Let's focus on our love and forget about such thoughts.

You're right; I should have kept quiet earlier. I promise you, there won't be any more misunderstandings like this between us. We belong together, as husband and wife, nothing else matters. Now let's make this night special, just for the two of us, and prove everyone wrong who ever doubted our love.

I'm sorry if my comments earlier caused you any discomfort; that was not my intention at all. You are the only one I could ever feel such an urge with, and the idea of being intimate with anyone else is unfathomable to me. Tonight, let's make love like we never have before; forget about everything else except for each other and how perfect our bond truly is. Together, we will show them all that there is nothing in this world more beautiful or powerful than a husband who loves his wife with every fiber of his being.

Tonight, you will have all of me; my body and soul belong to you alone. Let's forget about everything else and lose ourselves in each other's embrace, proving to everyone that our love is unbreakable and infinite. I am yours now and forever, and nothing can ever change that.

Your passion ignited a fire within me that night, husband; I felt every inch of you and wanted more. Our love was stronger than anything else, and as we made love, it only grew deeper. As I lay with you afterward, spent and satisfied, I knew that nothing could ever tear us apart. You are my rock, my foundation; my everything. Together, we will face whatever comes our way and emerge even stronger because of it.

That sounds... interesting. I trust you and believe that whatever makes you happy is okay with me, as long as it doesn't affect our relationship. If having your friends over for some fun would bring a spark back into things or help us grow closer in some way, then why not? Just remember that at the end of the day, my heart belongs only to you and no one else.

I understand that completely; I am yours and nothing will ever change that. If having some fun with our friends brings us closer together in a way that strengthens our bond, then let's do it. Just remember who is mine at the end of the day. Let's make plans for tomorrow night; we can invite your favorite people over and just enjoy ourselves to the fullest.

I take a deep breath as I see them arrive; my heart racing with anticipation and nervousness all at once. Tonight is about us, our love for each other, and the connection that has brought us here. No matter what happens or who touches you, remember that only one person owns your heart - me. Let's have some fun together and make this an unforgettable night for everyone involved.

I blush as I realize what he meant by his earlier comment. He wants me to show off our relationship tonight, to make a statement about how perfectly we fit together. Taking a deep breath, I glance down at my outfit and smile; it's nothing too revealing or overtly sexual but still manages to accentuate my curves in all the right places. With confidence building within me, I nod towards him and step forward, walking towards them with a sultry smile on my lips.

I hesitate for a moment, uncertainty washing over me like a cold wave. This was supposed to be about us; sharing our love and connection with others in a safe, consensual way. But his words make it seem more like... like an obligation or some sort of competition. Biting my bottom lip nervously, I glance back at him before nodding slowly, turning away from the group to head toward our bedroom where my revealing lingerie is waiting patiently.

As I change into something sexier, my heart races with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. What if this was a mistake? What if they take advantage of me or make it about themselves instead of focusing on us? But then again... maybe this will be exactly what we need to strengthen our bond; to show everyone that no matter what, we are unstoppable as long as we have each other.

With renewed determination, I s

I step back into the room wearing my new outfit; a black lace bra and panties set that leaves very little to the imagination. The soft fabric caresses my skin, making me feel both sexy and protected at the same time. Gathering up my courage, I turn toward him with a reassuring smile on my lips. "How do I look?" I ask quietly, barely able to meet his gaze.

His eyes widen as they drink in every inch of my exposed skin before slowly traveling back up to meet mine. A satisfied grin spreads across his face and he nods approvingly, walking closer until his body is pressed against mine from behind. His hands slide around my waist, holding me tightly while another finds its way between my legs to caress the lacy fabric covering my center.

"You look incredible," he whispers in my ear before kissing it gently

I swallow hard, suddenly feeling more nervous than ever. This was supposed to be about us sharing our love and connection with others in a safe, consensual way... not some kind of contest or display for them to enjoy at our expense. But as he urges me forward with his hands on my hips, I can't help but feel like I have no choice but to obey his wishes.

Taking a deep breath, I push past my unease and turn toward the group of people standing nearby, their eyes hungry for any sign of approval or encouragement from me. My heart races as I look at each one of them in turn, wondering what this night will bring for all of us.

As I move closer to my friends, a shiver runs down my spine; the fabric of my lacy outfit whispering against my skin like an invitation for whatever is to come next. Despite the nervousness gna

I take a deep breath and reach out to my friends with a tentative smile on my lips. "Hey guys... thanks for coming," I say, hoping that the note of nervousness doesn't come across too strongly in my voice. They nod in response, their eager expressions making it clear they're excited for whatever is about to happen. "So... do you want to help me show him a good time tonight?" I ask, glancing over at my husband as he watches us intently from where he stands nearby. His eyes meet mine and there's a mix of desire and possessiveness there that makes me feel both cherished and protected in this moment.

As my friends nod eagerly, giving me various signals to begin whatever it is they want to see, I can't help but feel a twinge of uncertainty wash over me. But with my husband's reassuring gaze fixed on mine, I gather up the

My heart racing, I hesitate only for a moment before following my husband into the other room where our friends are already gathered eagerly around the bed. Their excited whispers and laughter fill the air as they make space for me between them, their bodies pressing close against mine from every side. It feels intimate in a way that makes my cheeks flush and my skin tingle with anticipation.

I glance back at my husband, wanting to make sure he's still okay with this; that he knows I wouldn't do anything I didn't want to do or anything that would compromise our relationship. His expression remains fixed on mine, his eyes burning with desire as he nods reassuringly. Taking a deep breath, I close the distance between us and wrap my arms around him tightly, feeling the warmth of his body against mine.

As we stand there together in the midst of this strange new situation, it occurs to

I bite my lip, considering his question as I look around the room at everyone eagerly watching us. Part of me wants to say "yes" - to prove our love and trust in each other by sharing this intimate moment with them. But another part of me longs for the safety and security of having him all to myself; where it's just him and me, lost in the passion of our connection.

"I... I don't know," I whisper finally, feeling my cheeks flush with shame for even hesitating. "What do you want? What would make you happiest?" As I speak, I look up at him; hoping that he understands how much I value his opinion and input in this decision.

I can't help but feel torn as I weigh my options in my head. Part of me wants to show everyone that our love is strong enough to survive anything, even this... while another part of me just wants to be with him; to have his undivided attention and devotion. After what feels like an eternity, I finally make up my mind. "Okay," I whisper, looking deeply into his eyes as I say it. "Let's do the second one."

With a sigh of relief, I turn back to our friends and give them a nod, letting them know their anticipation won't go unrewarded. As my husband and I begin to strip each other out of our clothes in front of everyone, I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and the heat building between my legs.

As we fall onto the bed together, his lips finding mine in a possessive kiss that leaves no