It was the perfect plan, she’d make her husband jealous by flirting with her dark and muscular personal trainer. Sure she is playing with fire, but she’s in control. Right?
When lines become blurred, then questions start to arise. Who exactly is in control? What does she really want? How far is she willing to go to make her husband jealous?
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Shane lays me down on a bench, then turns and walks back to the door. I see him lock it, I know what comes next.
My body quivers with excitement.
He steps over to me, laid out on the bench before him like some sort of prize. I see something primal in his eyes, something that wants to take over. I hope it does.