Before she knew it, she was naked and so were they. Her husband was to the left her, and her lover was to her right. Greg kissed her on the lips, letting his tongue massage hers, then turned her face to Anton’s. This couldn’t be real, Natasha thought, but it was.

Anton’s cock stood in the air, wanting her, calling her. And who was she to ignore that call? She smiled at Anton and she slid her body across the wet silk sheets towards his massive erection. She kissed the tip, then circled her tongue around the edge, teasing him.