He continued to move his hands down her body towards her ass, his favourite play zone.

‘What about checking out other girls?’ she said.

‘Is this what we’re gonna do tonight? We’re gonna fight?’

‘No,’ said Emilia. ‘Stop teasing, we’ve been together since school. I'm the only girl you've ever slept with. You’ve never once thought about shagging another woman?’

Cassian hesitated and Emilia grinned.

‘You have, haven't you?’

‘There’s a huge difference between attraction and acting on attraction,’ he said carefully. ‘I have seen and met other women and thought they were attractive, but I haven't asked them for their number. What's this about?’

‘What if we’re missing something?’

‘Like Sunday afternoon blowjobs?’

‘Shut up, what if I'm not the best shag you’ll ever have? What if there's some other girl out there that would fuck your brains out and leave you begging for more?’

‘I'm literally on top of you right now, naked, hard and thinking about how to get you in the mood for round two. What more do you want, Em?’

‘So why did your mind go straight to Alice when I asked?’ said Emilia.

‘Because you asked a stupid question, so you got a stupid answer.’

‘That's not fair,’ she said, this wasn't going how she’d wanted it to.

Cassian stayed silent, moving his hands back up to her shoulders.

After a while, he spoke again, carefully.

‘Do you want to sleep with other people?’ he said.

‘Do you want to?’ said Emilia.

‘No, you answer my question. I already answered yours,’ he said.

Emilia stayed quiet, then shifted her weight and reached behind her, blindly searching until she found her husbands cock and began to gently roll it between her thumb and forefinger.

‘Maybe,’ she said in a whisper.

Cassian twitched in her grasp. He tightened his own grip on her shoulders and squeezed as he rocked his hips back and forth against her ass.

‘Do you have someone in mind?’ he said, curious and a little hurt.

She shook her head from side to side quickly.

‘No, I don’t mean like that.’

Cassian was confused now, somewhere between feeling jealous and upset, and surprisingly, incredibly turned on.

‘Would you like to be fucked by another man?’ he said.

Emilia felt his cock harden as he spoke.

She said nothing, petrified of answering. Then quietly, barely more than a whisper.

‘Yes,’ she nodded. ‘But not without you there.’