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The conversation got weirder. I asked if he watched porn, and he admitted to dabbling—strictly vanilla stuff. When I brought up cuckolding and hotwife porn, he knew the terms but said it wasn't his thing. His wildest watch was some stepsister fantasy, which, yeah, tracks for a guy like him. I saw an opening and leaned into it, spinning a tale about how I was into hotwifing back when I was a virgin. Total bullshit, but I described it in detail—how letting my ex hook up with my roommate supposedly spiced up our relationship. Ethan listened, quiet but curious, nodding like he was processing it.
"Did you watch her?" he asked, eyes wide.
"Sometimes," I lied. "But the real thrill was when she'd go out solo and tell me everything later. It's not for everyone, but it was wild."
He went quiet, thinking hard. Then, out of nowhere: "You think Emily would want that?"
I had to fight to keep my cool. Jackpot. "No idea, man," I said, playing it neutral. "We don't talk about that stuff. I'd guess no, but I thought the same about my ex, and she was into it."
Before he could respond, Emily and Sophie bounced over, telling us to get back on the dance floor. I shot Ethan a grin, and he smiled back, a little dazed. Emily bent down to fix her heel, giving us a front-row view of her cleavage, her breasts glistening with sweat from dancing. My pants tightened instantly.
