I could not believe I’d just spent the better part of my friend Evan’s going-away party staring at his wife.

Evan’s company had promoted him to an overseas post and he’d brought his gorgeous raven-haired wife to the bar where a few of us had gathered to give him a proper send-off.

Samantha seemed to have her fuckable body on display for the benefit of all of us. She was dressed in black leather, from her ample cleavage, which peeked out of her halter top, down to her barely-there micromini and black stilettos. And her long shapely legs would cause any man to wonder what if.

She’d caught me staring at her a couple of times and grinned. I could not stop the erotic notions swirling around in my brain. I began to list the countless ways I could ravish her. Normally I... Read More