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the
call.
    I narrowed down my list to just three. Threesome . There went my mind again.
    I blushed at the thought of our return trip to
the Red Door. My stomach did flip flops as we made our way inside
again. Disappointment and relief washed over me at not seeing the
brunette upon entering. This time, we took a seat in the lounge
area and ordered a round of drinks from there. The couple next to
us didn’t hesitate to strike up a conversation.
    “ You guys want to swap?” a deep
voice attached to a large hairy man asked. His eyes meandered over
my body as if I were a succulent dish.
    My drink caught in my throat and seeped up,
burning my nose. I fought against spitting it out.
    “ No. We’re good,” Daniel
said.
    I let out a sigh of relief. No way was I
sleeping with some other man. Only one penis entered my body, and I
was married to it.
    “ Let’s dance, baby.” I wanted away
from that guy. The way he ogled me made me feel like a piece of
meat. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the wife acted like it
bothered her, but she was too busy gawking at Daniel.
    “ If you’ll excuse us.” Daniel
grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor.
    The DJ played a mixture of new and old dance
music. I downed my drink and felt great. My hips swayed back and
forth to the beat. I got down on my husband as if I were like the
women I’d seen in the dance clubs back home, long before Miley
Cyrus made it popular on the MTV Awards. They always looked as if
they were doing more than dancing. Why not try my hand at twerking
it in a place like this?
    Midway through the song, Daniel couldn’t handle
the grinding I gave him anymore.
    “ We need to go upstairs.” His voice
was husky against my neck. His stiff rod against my backside
yearned to be touched.
    “ I couldn’t agree more.”
    I followed closely behind him. The only
available room was called the Swing Room. Inside the room was a bed
with a black strap hanging from the ceiling. If the tour guide
hadn’t given us a demonstration of it the day before, I wouldn’t
have had the faintest idea of how to use it. It resembled mountain
climbing gear to me.
    After a bit of foreplay, Daniel coaxed me into
the contraption. From the way his eyes lit up, I figured I must
have gotten into it right. I was suspended in the air with my legs
spread wide open.
    “ You look delicious.”
    Though I couldn’t see her, I’d never forget her
voice.
    Hanging there, I felt exposed. Where had she
come from?
    Footsteps came closer, and then I felt soft
hands on my breasts with firm nipples pressing against the curve of
my back.
    “ Don’t let me interrupt you. I know
you want to dive face first into your wife. By all
means.”
    Daniel positioned himself in beneath me on the
bed and licked away at the folds of my nectar. With each nip of his
tongue on my bud, I slipped over the edge. My head fell back,
enthralled in bliss. She moved around to the front of me and sucked
my nipples. I was in no position to push her away. If I released my
hands from the straps, I would fall.
    I opened my mouth to protest, but a moan
escaped my lips instead. Lust had taken over.
    “ Let me taste her.” She gave Daniel
a nudge.
    Obliging, he adjusted to the side. He rose up
and ran his tongue across my neck as her lips grazed my pearl. My
body tensed.
    “ Relax, baby,” he whispered to
me.
    My inhibitions ran and jumped out the nearest
window. She gripped my clit with her lips and sucked it in and out
before gently inserting a finger. Her antics drove me insane. My
body involuntary rocked against her face as her tongue slipped
deeper in my hole.
    “ Jennifer, your two o’clock
conference call is on the line.” Kathy leaned against my office
door.
    I shook my head and snapped out of it.
Thankfully, my computer screen hid my face. Surely I was
blushing.
    “ Thank you.”
    She left my office, and I joined the call. The
entire time I was on the line, I squirmed in my seat, barely
listening. My thoughts had me hot and