I woke up the next morning with my body still remembering everything. My p***y felt tender and sensitive. There were faint marks on my neck and breasts that I had to cover with makeup. Every small movement brought back flashes of Julian thrusting into me from behind while Marcus filled my mouth. I had never felt so full, so wanted, and so completely used in my life. The pleasure had been overwhelming. But now, in the cold light of day, the guilt was crushing me.
How could I have done that? I let my husband’s best friends f**k me while he was right down the hallway. I came so many times on their c***s. I begged for it. I swallowed Marcus while Julian finished on my back. The memory made me wet again even as shame burned in my chest.
I sat on the edge of my bed and whispered to myself, “Wh
