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“You want him to do it, don’t you?” she asked that night, tracing my chest.

This is “Please Bang My Wife 2.” It’s not cuckolding. It’s not humiliation. It’s a gift wrapped in velvet rope.

That’s the secret they don’t tell you. Compersion isn’t just “being happy for your partner.” It’s a drug. Her pleasure became my oxygen. Please Bang My Wife 2

Sarah noticed. Of course she did.

“Terrified,” I say. “You?”

— M.

“Nervous?” she asks.

But tonight is different. Tonight isn't a stranger from a bar. Tonight is Tom .

That was two days ago.

Tom is her coworker from the architecture firm. Tall, quiet, with forearms that look like they’ve drawn blueprints by hand for a century. He came to our BBQ last month. I watched him watch her reach for the top shelf. The way his jaw tightened. I didn't get angry. I got an erection.

For three weeks after the first night, we didn’t just have sex. We colonized each other. In the shower. Against the kitchen counter while the coffee brewed. In the back of the Uber after a boring dinner party. She’d lean over and whisper, “Remember the way he looked at me?” and I’d nearly drive off the road. “You want him to do it, don’t you