Sonja and I have known each other since we worked together at our first job out of college, but for the most part, we have only kept up with each other superficially on social media even though we don't live too far apart. Telling each other from time to time “we need to get together soon,” we have only gotten around to actually seeing each other about once per year. I have to admit having felt a bit of jealousy toward he...

Sonja led me and her husband Donovan into what must have been the guest bedroom, which was dark until she clicked on the desk lamp, adjusting it to a low setting. She sat beside the bed in a chair and set my bucket on the dresser, watching, expressionless, as I unbuttoned Donovan's shirt slowly, kissing his chest. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my breasts into his wonderful bare muscular chest as his shirt fell,...