Harry and Adam return.

Harry and Adam made it home, half an hour's taxi back to his. It would be at least an hour for Adam to return to his now, "Just stay. I don't care. And Lottie won't either. She only gets annoyed with you, cause you to take me away from her." Harry laughed but quickly felt himself close to throwing up.

"Honey!" Harry exclaimed, making his way over to give Lottie an embrace.

"Come on, you," Lottie said as she pulled him towards the couch, and he plopped down. "Can you get him a glass of water, Adam?"

"Sure thing."

"What happened that put you in this state?" Lottie inquired as she tried to hold him at bay.

"You're so beautiful, baby," Harry murmured while trying to tug her hoodie off.

"Stop, Adam is still here," Lottie brushed his hand away again.

"Um, yeah -Harry said I could stay in the spare room for the night. It'll be another hour to get home, and it's already late. Do you mind?"

"Oh no, no, sure, it's fine," Silently cursing to herself, she wanted to speak to Harry. She knew she couldn't anyway with him in this state, but now she'd also have to wait for Adam to leave in the morning.

Interrupting, Harry yelled out, "Oh, you're so hot, baby. Let me get them out."

"Harry, not now," Lotty exclaimed while batting away Harry's prying hands.

"Look, I'll get a taxi. It's fine," Adam said, trying to escape this awkward situation.

"Nooo no, stay Adam," Harry slurring his name, "Isn't she just incredible?"

"Stop," Lottie whispered to him. Was Liv right, was her husband really a cuckold?

"You're one lucky guy Harry. Don't take it for granted!" Adam said as he searched his phone for another taxi.

Taking a deep breath, she finally spoke: "Stay, Harry... We'd both like you to stay." No sooner had the words come out than Lottie's hoodie was removed from her shoulders to reveal her perky breasts encased in a revealing bra.

Harry gasped in awe and pounced on her with enthusiasm. His hands were everywhere as his lips tasted her neck hungrily. Moving downward, he slipped his hand inside her sweatpants and found what he was looking for under her panties. His rough touch teased her until she moaned uncontrollably with pleasure and desire.

Adam watched as his best friend mauled at his wife's tits clumsily. He'd never been jealous of Harry getting Lottie, he was happy for him, but wow, she was a beauty.

Harry's voice was thick with desire as he propositioned Lottie. "Strip for us, baby."