Stephanie was the definition of sensual. Thirty-something, but even the eighteen-year-old guys my age couldn’t keep their eyes off of her.
She didn’t dress slutty, but everything about her clothes showed off her luscious body and she was far more than just looks. Conversations with her were sexy even if the conversation wasn’t about sex.
Stephanie had a request and it did involve sex.
It was the kind of request that I didn’t expect from a married woman. The kind of request that made me speechless and filled my body with lust.
I didn’t know what to say. She wanted me to sleep with her and her husband. I didn’t know how to answer.