This is a re-posting of a story I submitted to asstr about four years ago, but has been re-edited slightly. It's the story of which I'm most proud so far. That means it has lots of story, and not much sex. People commented that I should take out the sex and post it as a "straight" story somewhere. But such sex as it has is pretty integral to the plot. So I'll leave this story here, since it has a niche on the fringes of erotica. Hope you like it. Make sure you bring a hanky ...
Sam and Tabitha are married and they love each other and they make love regularly. But they also share their individual sexual fantasies and they find there's a mutual sexual fantasy centered around one of Sam's friends, Larry. And they decided for the first time to make a fantasy into one of their own secret realities.
A slow elevator leads to a tryst on the staircase of a high-rise office building. Plumbing the depths of passion as cheating spouses look for love in all the wrong places.
I spotted my wife kiss her boss at their party house on the parade route. When she let my phone call go to voice mail, I knew our marriage is in trouble. Sometimes the good guy does win in a divorce case.