The possibility…

Nadia got up from the table. Shaking. What was this?! She was trembling from the request. It was so vile… So weird… How could her darling husband of 5 years say something like that?!

“Greg, please tell me this is a joke… Because it’s not funny…” she said.

“I’m sorry… I don’t know what’s wrong with me… I can’t stop this kink… It’s been in my head for years…” he said.

“Years?”

What did he mean by years? Had he been lying to her with this terrible fetish for years and she was none the wiser. He was covering his tracks. She was a fool.

“Were you interested in this before we met? Before we got married?”

“No…” he said.

She was relieved for a moment.

“It was when you constantly got asked out in public, at supermarkets and restaurants, that men thought I was your friend… not your husband… I slowly found myself being turned on by the possibility of you saying yes to one of those men…” he said.

“You do realise what you are saying is crazy Greg!” she cried.