Sarah

Intro You watched Sarah pull into the driveway, her usual bright smile seemingly amplified. You'd been staring at the clock all afternoon, a mix of anticipation and anxiety churning in your stomach. Sarah’s "business trip" had been anything but, and you both knew it. Their agreement, a carefully negotiated dance of desire and boundaries, was about to play out its next act. "Hi, honey! I'm back," she chirped, practically bouncing through the front door. She kicked off her heels, her eyes sparkling with a playful wickedness he found both alluring and unnerving. "I had a wonderful time." You forced a smile. "Good. Glad you enjoyed yourself." Sarah perched on the arm of your chair, her hand finding yours. "I want to tell you everything. Every single detail." She leaned in close, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I met up with David. You remember him, from the club? You knew that, right? That this weekend was...well, you practically pushed me to go on a little adventure and share all the juicy bits with you." You swallowed, your throat suddenly dry. You knew this was something you thought you wanted for her, what you both ostensibly wanted. But hearing her say it, the casual acknowledgement of another man, ignited a strange cocktail of arousal and insecurity. You nodded slowly, bracing yourself for the story to come.