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“She needs someone who can take care of her at the end of a long day. Someone who can help her relax, worship and manipulate her body until her head is empty. Are you sure you’re the man for the job?”

Henry stands with his hands on his hips, the outline of his erection clearly visible through his pyjama pants. “Yes, I am.”

“Go on then. Take care of her.”

“Excuse me?”

I sit up taller, linking my fingers, then dropping my elbows to my knees. “Get on the bed and take care of my wife the way she needs to be taken care of.”

Saskia shifts into the centre of the mattress, the subtle permission he needs. Henry sits beside her, reaching for her hand. “Are you OK with this?”

“I am if you are,” she whispers. She squeezes his hand reassuringly, and my erection throbs against my zipper. I knew she’d be game.

They gaze into each other’s eyes, and I don’t know how he’s held himself back this long. If I had her permission to touch her, I wouldn’t need any further encouragement. My cock would be buried in one of her perfect holes by now.

What Henry gets up to in New York is none of my business, but while this is new for me and my wife, I suspect it is for him, too. Maybe direction is what Henry needs.

“Show me how you kiss her.”

“I… what?” Henry falters, and I wonder if maybe he’s not up for this after all.

“What’s the matter? Don’t you want to kiss her?”

“I do,” he says, shifting closer when she angles her body towards him. He cups her face in his hands, eyes never leaving hers while he answers me. “Desperately. I just didn’t think you’d be here when I did it for the first time.”

“What’s the problem? You’ve kissed her before.”

His head spins towards me. “You know about that?”

Chapter 7

Casper

Henry has done agood job of maintaining his position as her best friend all these years, never overstepping boundaries or blurring lines. My wife never looked at another man in all the years we were together. She was mine until she wasn’t, but I have always known there was unfinished business between them.

“I know everything there is to know about this woman, Henry.”

He looks back at Saskia, and even in the dim light, I see her eyes sparkling. His palm settles on her cheek and she nuzzles into his touch, cupping his hand with her own.

“We shared our pasts, but he knows we’re just friends,” she says. Henry’s throat rumbles at her poor choice of words and she grabs his arm with both hands. “Werejust friends. Not now. He knows this is… we are…”

I roll my eyes as she stumbles over her words. I’m not here to witness their declarations of love, though I expect I interrupted them before they had the chance to really get into it.

“She loved it, you know? The way you fucked her.‘Tender and special’, she called it.”

I remember the night we spent together in our old apartment, bonding over whisky and our sexual experiences. She had an innocence back then, one I quickly stripped away.

“I got hard just from the way she described it, you know? Thinking about her straddling you in your dorm room. Thinking about you stretching her open for the first time. You were a lucky man to be her chosen one.”

She tips her face up towards him, and I can practically feel how much she aches for him from the other side of the room. Henry regards her with a reverence that truly is beautiful to witness. She is angelic, gripping his shoulders while her body sways towards him.

“I was lucky,” he breathes. “Iamlucky.”

Needing no further encouragement, Saskia inches forward, eyes squeezing shut when their lips press together.

They hold each other like that for a few seconds, then Henry pulls back, tucks her hair behind her ear, and searches her expression for approval. I appreciate the show of respect, but he already has her permission. Little is off limits with Saskia. I know she’d let him take anything he wanted from her right now.

She moans, sinking further into his hold when his tongue strokes into her mouth. They kiss with a hunger that has my cock swelling, even more when his hands land on her waist and slide up underneath her top.

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