My diary of dirty secrets
Tom’s POV
I hid in the closet of our hotel room.
The door had a small crack, just wide enough to see the bed.
My heart pounded hard in my chest. Nina, my wife, had set this up.
She wanted to try something wild on our vacation. Two guys from the bar downstairs.
Strangers.
Tall one named Mike, with short dark hair and a gym build.
The other, Jake, leaner, with tattoos on his arms. They came up with her, laughing and touching her waist as they entered.