Enter your Bulls home

Joey's house was massive. The entrance area alone was comparable to the size of your entire living room. A spiral staircase led directly from here to the two higher floors. The house had three normal bedrooms, a master bedroom and three bathrooms, one of which was only accessible from the master bedroom. The sauna on the first floor and the hot tub in the garden were hard to miss, not to mention the collection of fine wines on a shelf in the living room.

Joey gave you both a tour of the entire house.

"wow how can you afford all this?" asked Molly. She hadn't stopped marvelling since she saw the gigantic TV in the living room.

"I'm pretty good with finances, investments and stocks," he said casually, without bragging or acting smug. "I mainly advise companies on how they can optimally reinvest profits and save as much tax as possible. All within a completely legal framework, of course."

It's hard to believe that your wife and Joey work for the same company. Even Molly had never really known what exactly he did and, above all, how much higher his salary was. Your wife was employed as a simple office clerk and earned a rather average salary.

"Please sit down," Joey said, pointing to the couch in the living room. He disappeared for a moment and brought all three of you cocktails from the kitchen.

French martinis with mainly pineapple juice, raspberries and vodka.

"I still have to drive..." you object and wave him off, but Joey still holds the glass in front of your nose.

"You're staying here tonight as my guest, of course," he said, smiling warmly at you. Molly also looked at you and gave you a stern look.

'Don't be rude,' her gaze said alone.

You nod and accept the glass.

Joey sat down right next to Molly, putting his free hand around her shoulder. She was no longer surprised and willingly leaned back into his arms.

You were sitting silently across from the two lovebirds. It felt strange. So unreal. Had this really been the right decision? Did it feel right for you?

"So," Joey began and put down his glass. Now it was time to talk about important things. "Molly told me she can talk to you a bit more... well, I'll just say 'vulgarly'."

"That's what Cucky wanted," your wife interjected.

You just nod in agreement.

"I see. Not quite my taste, but if it works out between you two, it's fine with me," he replied. He suddenly seemed so... serious. As if this was a purely business meeting, he usually had with his clients.

"Nevertheless, it would be important to me if we talked about boundaries so that everyone feels comfortable. John, you should be aware by now that I'm going to take your wife into my bedroom tonight and make love to her."

You almost choked on your cocktail and your wife's eyes widened too. You all knew that it would happen sooner or later, but today?

"I have a few rules that need to be followed. But if you have any suggestions, I'll be happy to listen to them afterwards."

You nod. Your body stiffens and you are nervous about what is about to happen.