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But, when sex is what keeps you together, you just know that, at some point, it’ll wear off, regardless of how much swinging we do or how many times I watch her eat out another chick.

From this angle, I can’t see the woman’s face, so I move closer to my wife and look through the opening of the doorway. “Hey, I’m West.”

Those lips.

Those perfect teeth.

Holy fuck.

It’s her.

The runner.

And the reason she looked familiar the first time I saw her on the beach is because of the picture my wife had shown me of her.

There’s that smile again, bigger than the last one she gave me. Those lips are the ones I dream about sticking my dick between.

Oh, this is going to be fun as hell.

“Piper,” she says, shaking my hand. Not breaking contact, she points to the guy next to her. “And this is my husband, Cannon.”

She finally releases my hand, and he grabs it. His grip isn’t as strong as I thought it would be. Not weak, just a little more touchy than I like.

“It’s nice to meet you, West.”

The room goes
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