Last night in downtown LA on the 24th of October. Let's meet at the hotel bar with your husband and I "randomly" strike up a conversation. You're dressed in a short black dress and heels for a night out with your husband. A long necklace outlines your cleavage and directs the eyes exactly where you want them.

We all hit it off talking about travel, food, and even get into some kink talk after a few drinks. Then your husband goes off to the bathroom leaving us alone and it's clear that you want to get fucked right then and now based off of our chemistry and the stories you've heard me tell. You've been looking at my pants, seeing the bulge grow as I keep stealing glances up and down your body.

Then in unison we get up. It's time. We leave your husband with the bill and go off to my room, with a note scribbled in lipstick showing my room number. It's up to your husband to decide to join, watch, or let things play out.

Are you ready?