You will have sex with me

Only in my husband's presence

That was her condition

Perplexed by her demand

I visited her that night

It was a small get together

Amongst the banter and laughter

Our eyes had our stolen moments

By midnight, it was just the three of us

With our drinks

Her husband was drunk to the dregs

As he slouched on the chair

She pulled me by the collar

And pushed me on the couch nearby

Cradling herself

She dry grinded

Till I was throbbing

Unzipping my hardness

As she inserted her petals

She was already flooding in her musky juices

As we continued in her rage

The fierceness in her eyes

Her animalistic cries

Echoed in the air

But the wickedness in her eyes

When she saw her husband

Fading in and out

Was the call of her victory.

©LR