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What happens after you fess up to your sweet, sexy and gorgeous husband about your extra-curricular sexual activities? Does he leave you and make your life miserable? What if, after he gets over being hurt, angry and betrayed ... he invites yourMoreWhat happens after you fess up to your sweet, sexy and gorgeous husband about your extra-curricular sexual activities? Does he leave you and make your life miserable? What if, after he gets over being hurt, angry and betrayed ... he invites your lovers over one evening... to join in?A married couple invites a beautician and a young male teacher over one evening for a special party that soon gets very, very steamy. This story is intended for MATURE audiences only. Please do not download or access this product if you are not at least 18 years of age. WARNING: Sexually explicit content and situations involving multiple partners, graphic descriptions of sex and anal sex and LOVE.EXCERPT:“I’ve met Alex.” I said. “He used to hang out at the kids golf lessons too.” Grant didn’t seem surprised.“I thought you may have, just from the school and all.”I stiffened my resolve. “Yes, but actually I know him a bit better than that.” I had his attention now, just polite interest. I forged on, shifting uncomfortably. “Do you remember that note you sent me?” He nodded silently, his expression growing more wary. It was like his subconscious knew it was coming. I dropped my gaze to my lap unable to look at him as I continued. “Well, I actually thought it was from him. I was flattered and I had been feeling unattractive. And suddenly there was this note and he was jogging past the house that morning – ““What morning?” Grant’s voice was quiet and tense. I glanced up and then down again quickly unable to look at his beautiful face, pale and still, as he received the news of my betrayal. My silence was taken as my answer.“I see.” He paused. “Go on.”“He came inside. We… we had sex.” I glanced up at his face and wanted to die. He was just staring at me. I saw his adam’s apple bob roughly as he attempted to swallow.“Where?” his voice was hoarse.“In here.”“Where exactly?” What? I glanced nervously at him and unconsciously my eyes flicked over to the other side of the kitchen counter by the sink where I had been making cupcakes that day Alex had come by. The screech of Grants stool as he stood up abruptly made me jump. He grabbed my hand and dragged me around the counter.“Show me!” he commanded at the confusion in my eyes. I swallowed around the lump in my throat and turned toward the cold counter and laid my hands on it. Grant stepped up hard behind me pinning me against the counter, his hands on top of mine, his knuckles white as he pressed down hard. “Right here?” he growled in my ear.His body was vibrating with anger. I nodded.