John’s Valentine’s surprise wasn’t dessert—it was Paul’s sinful email, complete with a phone number and a smirk. "Your fantasy," my husband purred, watching me squirm at the thought of another man’s hands on me. One week later, I’m perched at a hotel bar in a skirt so short it barely contains my lace-thonged …

Barbara, a insatiable slut for massive cocks, sprawls naked on the king-size bed as her devoted husband summons a "professional" cameraman from a seedy theater bathroom ad. But the polite videographer arrives with a surprise: a youthful, ripped black stud, his baggy pants tented by a throbbing monster. Hubby …