“Wait Mike, I think this is it,” I said, stopping in front of a nondescript building and glancing back at the address on my phone after noticing the line of people waiting at the door. There was a sign on the front of the building advertising a law office, but I guessed it was meant to be intentionally misleading, fitting with the speakeasy theme of the bar we were looking for. My husband backtracked and took a closer loo...

I woke up the next morning to Mike sitting down on the edge of the bed next to me and rubbing my back. His hand slipped under the blanket to reach up my shirt and then down under my panties. He squeezed a handful of my ass, kneading it. I moaned and turned toward him slowly, not wanting to interrupt. “Good morning,” I said groggily. Without opening my eyes, I ran my hands on him, up his arm to squeeze his shoulder, and ov...

“Closing out!” I yelled across the bar, vying to be heard over the percussion from the live band vibrating off the walls and the loud voices around me. As I waited for the bartender to run my card, I turned back to watch my wife, Ally, flirting with my friend and coworker, Ben. All night, she’d been leaning in close to talk into Ben’s ear, which I suppose was necessary in the noisy bar. But I noticed other things, too. Li...

Two Weeks LaterMike“Hey babe, I’m gonna lie down for a while,” Ally said, poking her head out from our bedroom. “Okay. Are you feeling alright?” She blushed, a hint of a smirk playing at the corner of her lips as she answered. “Yeah, I feel okay. I just wanted to let you know that I’m going to have a little alone time.” My heart skipped a beat when I realized what she meant. She was going to pleasure herself, possibly wit...