She had always had a thing for him.
They had known each other for so long and in all of that time their relationship had never been more than friendly, even though I know she wanted him. Even though I know he wanted her.
I wanted her to be satisfied.
And he was a cut above, a man who could give her everything she wanted and needed in the bedroom. Could I let him take her? Could I sit there and watch as my wife strayed with another man right in front of me?
Could I want this as much as she did?
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My whole body was trembling as I watched them finally come together.
Dancing at first, slowly moving with the music as she realized she was there with him and smiled wide and happy. Stepping into each other, almost nervous but realizing at the same time that they had been been building to this for years. Hands coming up to hold each other, fingers seeking out one anothers bodies as they gently pulled and pressed on their partner.
They had touched each other before but this time it was different. This time their actions were laden with intentions that hadn’t been there before. This time they both knew there was a different endgame.
His hands were on her hips, pulling her into him as he bent down to kiss her. Their lips connected, their kiss passionate and furious all at once.
I saw a flash of something in her body, a flash of that same woman I had seen last night in my bed. She was hungry for him. She needed to be satisfied by him.