Perfect Stranger / Hot Massage

“Oh, God, I’m coming again .”

Marie moaned and the two men inside her groaned. Craig grunted and squirted inside Lori, the sensation of his hot fluid washing through her sending her over the edge again. She clung to him, totally exhausted. They all gasped for air, fully sated .

* * *

A half hour later,they all sat in the pool, sipping cold pina coladas .

Lori sat on the entry steps in the shallow water, Craig beside her, holding her tight to his side. She felt unsettled, still guilty that she’d lusted over her best friend’s husband .

“I’m glad you two finally got together,” Marie said, smiling at them .

“What do you mean, finally ?”

“Well, when Craig first saw your picture, he told me he’d seen you a few times at the subway station and he’d wanted to meet you, but it never worked out .”

Lori turned to face him and smiled. “I’d seen you, too. In fact, I started dreaming about you, but I thought you were Drake .”

Marie choked on her drink .

Oh, God, Lori realized she’d just admitted her