And I was right… neither of them were ready to talk. They had other things on their mind, things that would have been on MY mind as well, if I had done two things. One, taken stock of the situation and realized how fun it could be.. and two, if I had thought of it first. My husband mumbled something about drinks and left the room. My “lover” (really, really hate that term) leaned over and kissed me. I was in such a state of shock that I let him kiss me until I realized that MY HUSBAND WAS IN THE NEXT ROOM. It was somewhere between erotic and freaky. I pulled away from him, my face flaming red....
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