It had been two years since the fantasy had started, two years of toying with the idea, of using it when sexting and to turn her husband on when whispering in his ear whilst he was deep inside her. But now, she sees him. The hotel bar was a favourite spot of theirs, and across the crowded space, there he was. She leans over to her husband. "Do you remember when you said I could have a pass?" she whispers. "What? Who? Wait...