Time for the big surprise.

You reach home and check to see if your wife's car is in the garage in case she's gone out. Fortunately, it's still there, so you make your way inside to surprise her. She's not in the kitchen or living room, and a quick search of the downstairs floor reveals nothing. She must be in the bedroom, so you head up the stairs with the bouquet of roses in your hand. You freeze as you approach the bedroom, hearing the familiar sounds of Rebecca's moans coming from behind the door. She's.... cheating on you. You feel yourself get red hot as the blood begins to surge through your body before you take a moment to compose yourself. The realization that you're a massive hypocrite sets in, having had a torrid affair with Gemma only a few months ago. But still, you can't help but feel anger, that you threw away your relationship with Gemma for... this.

You drop the flowers at the foot of the stairs and stride towards the bedroom door, pushing it wide open. To your shock, you're greeted with a familiar sight - Gemma's naked rear facing you as she kneels between your wife's legs, eating her pussy out. Rebecca jumps off the bed in surprise, as Gemma turns around to look at you. You stand with your mouth agape, unable to quite process the situation, but your wife quickly wraps herself in a sheet and runs towards you, babbling some sort of flimsy excuse that you can barely hear.

"Just tell him the truth, Rebecca," calls out Gemma after a few moments, "You wanted to spice up your marriage, right?"

Your wife looks confused for a moment but quickly agrees. You can tell that she's lying - you've known her for far too long and know her far too well. But then again, you've lied to her as well. And between both of your lies is Gemma, who has lodged herself into both of your lives somehow.

You're not sure what Gemma has done, but there's plenty of time to ask questions later. Right now there are two naked women in your bedroom, ready and eager to please you.