You just can't say "no"

You just can't say no, even though you don't like the sex shop at all because of the salesperson. So you pay with a credit card and you head home, where you both spend the entire afternoon pondering what to expect this evening.

At around 7 p.m. you finally set off. While Nicole packed her sexy outfit, she insisted that you wear her Valentine's Day present. You're not really thrilled, but what the heck? Maybe she's right when she argues that this way she can decide when you have sex with her. Because you know that after the actual act, the air will somehow be gone - and the evening will end, or at least run out. So just leave it to your wife to find the right moment.

"Do we want to talk about rules?" you ask.

"What do you think?"

"Well, it's a sex club, and you can't just have sex alone there, you can also... well... fuck with other people."

"Do you want me to do that?"

"No," you shout, almost horrified.

"So just the two of us?"

"Hmm... what do you want?" you throw the ball back to her.

"Seeing and showing, definitely. And... I don't know. If a nice man gives me a nice back massage... or touches me..."

Nicole blushes slightly, takes a deep breath and then drops the bombshell. "Well, I think that if we're going to a club like that, then... I wouldn't mind if another person touched me or I touched him."

In your mind you imagine Nicole sitting on a sofa, her legs spread, and a strange man next to her with his hand in her lap while she holds his hard cock in her hand. Despite the tingling feeling in your pants, you don't feel comfortable with the idea.

"You can also say that you don't want that," she offers you, but her look clearly says that that would be a disappointment for her.

"No, no. That's okay with me. But no kissing."

"No kissing!" she guarantees you.

"And no blow jobs," you set another rule.

Nicole hesitates before answering. "Okay, no blow jobs either."

There is silence in the car for a short while. Then you bring up the topic again.

"Does that apply to me too?"

"What?"

"Well, I mean that I can touch another woman and she can touch me?"

Nicole makes a thoughtful expression before answering.

"The latter isn't possible anyway, as long as I have the keys to your panties in my shoulder bag."

Your jaw drops. You quickly try to put on a relaxed expression again.

"Yes, that's true. So we'll make it dependent on whether you unlock the door and allow me to do that, okay?"

Nicole nods. "That sounds okay to me."

"And touching?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, whether I can touch another woman."

Again she thinks about it for a few seconds and then shakes her head carefully.

"I don't think I would feel so good about that," she admits.

Well, this looks like it's going to be a really great evening, you think.