Lena and Henry had been married for almost a decade, but their sex life had become monotonous. At Lena's insistence, they had attended a sex party.
At the party, Lena had chosen a tall, muscular stranger named Dante. Lena felt nervous as they walked hand in hand to one of the private rooms. She felt Henry's eyes on her back, and it made her feel both aroused and guilty.
When they reached the room, Lana turned to Dante. "I want you to f me," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Dante pulled her close to him, their bodies pressing together. He whispered in her ear, "Do you want your husband to watch?" Lana hesitated, but then nodded. "Yes," she said.
Dante turned and looked over his shoulder at Henry. "Is this okay with you, man?" Henry nodded, his face expressionless. Dante kissed Lena deeply and then lifted her onto the bed.