"My best friend husband."

You knew of Jacob a tall strapping man who every year showers his wife with money and gifts for her birthday. His wife is named Jessica. You met him at her wedding. A tall lean muscle-built white gentleman with a large smile. He could crush your skull with his bare hands and probably your entire body too.

Amy's slender finger traced the zipper of your jeans. "Jessica told me everything. About Jacob. About... how he takes care of her." Her eyes, usually so soft with affection for you, held a dangerous, glittering light you'd never seen before. "Everything."

Your throat was bone-dry. You pictured Jacob, his easy confidence, the way he'd commanded the room at the reception without saying a word. Jessica, blushing and glowing, her hands constantly finding their way to his arm. You'd thought it was newlywed affection. Now, a cold dread seeped into your gut.

"Everything how?" The words were a rasp. You didn't want to know. You had to know.

Amy leaned in, her breath a warm whisper against your ear, smelling of vanilla and something metallic, like fresh-spilled secrets. "She says he's... insatiable. That one night with him is worth a year with anyone else." She paused, letting that hang in the air between you, heavy and suffocating. "But you won't be alone watching. Jessica said she weren't mind seeing what my husband got in the sack. They want to swap partners for a night. We can do it away from each other or maybe we can all be in the bedroom together. You watch me. I watch you. Fucking someone else."

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