Indulging a Forbidden Fantasy

It started with a cryptic text from my wife one Friday afternoon: "I ordered something special for tonight. Be ready when you get home." Intrigued, I rushed through my workday, anticipation building. When I got home, candles flickered in the bedroom. My wife lounged on the bed in lacy lingerie and a robe. She greeted me with a passionate kiss. "I hope you're ready for this," she said with a playful glint in her eye. At exactly 8pm the doorbell rang. My wife let in a handsome ...