The Affair That Backfired
Natalie prepared a huge spread for me, then opened a bottle of whiskey, saying we were spending time together like old times.
We drank happily, and before long, my bad mood disappeared completely.
As the conversation got livelier, that crazy woman suddenly said she wanted to share Scott with me.
"You have no idea how incredible Scott is," she said, grinning. "He lasts forever. Over an hour every time."
Gosh, an hour.
Just imagining it made my heart race.
Scott wasn't just handsome. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and had perfectly defined abs.
Honestly, I had secretly fantasized about him more than once before, though I buried those embarrassing thoughts deep inside myself.