It was a Saturday night, and the dimly lit bar was crowded with people. Among them was Olivia, a curvy, blonde-haired woman wearing a tight black dress that hugged her every curve. She had just ordered a drink when she noticed a man staring at her from across the room. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
"Hey there," he said, approaching her. "Can I buy you a drink?"
Olivia couldn't resist his charm and accepted his offer. They chatted for a while, and she found out his name was Mark. He was married, but his wife wasn't there with him. Instead, he had come alone to have some fun.
As the night went on, Mark became bolder with his advances, touching Olivia's leg and whispering dirty things in her ear. It turned her on, and she found herself wanting him badly. But then he dropped a bombshell.
"I have a confession to make," he said, his voice low and serious. "I'm into the cuckold scene. Would you be interested in joining me?"
Olivia hesitated for a moment, uncertain of what he meant. But Mark explained it to her, and soon enough, she found herself intrigued. They left the bar together, and Mark led her to a nearby hotel room.