SINFUL FANTASIES
We were in the living room, wine glasses in hand, the TV forgotten, and I set my glass down, turning to him with a determined look, my heart pounding but resolve firm.
"Okay, Mark, I've thought about it a lot. At first, it freaked me out, made me question everything, but now... I want to make this happen for you. For us. I'll set up a session with a stranger, some guy from an app or site, and we'll do an gay thing.” My voice was steady, but my body betrayed my excitement, nipples poking through my shirt, a warmth spreading through my core as I said it out loud, imagining the stretch, the fullness.