Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two

Ayva’s POV

“OMG! He’s hot as fuck!” Exclaimed Sabrina, one of Eleanor’s friends said. “I heard that he and his wife are looking for a girlfriend to spice things up in their relationship. I’m considering approaching them because, damn! I’ve got to have a taste of that bloke.”

We were gathered in a cabin on the upper deck of the yacht. After I walked away from Justin, I bumped into Cassie, another English-speaking friend of Eleanor’s. She told me that Eleanor was looking for me, leading me to find myself in a room with five other women, gossiping about the men on deck whom they found appealing or unappealing.

“And where do you intend to place your boyfriend in this arrangement?” Eleanor asked Sabrina.

Sab shrugged. "He doesn't need to know about it. Who knows, maybe he'd be open to a foursome if I bring it up. He's unaware that I'm aware, but," she leaned in and whispered, "He's into orgies and such."

“That could actually work. I’d say go for it.” Claudia encouraged.

“Ayva,” Lauren