Literature
The Incident
With the cold metal in your hand, you grasped the doorknob, turned it, and the door gently slid open. You heard moaning just moments ago, muffled by the hollow wood. The carpet feels warm and soft under your feet as you step into the room. There, you see 2 women. Women you know quite well. Women you wouldn't have thought of seeing in this kind of compromising position. You see your wife, just there, laying back on the bed, pillows behind her soft blond hair. Her eyes half open from a caloric hebetude. Her shorts we by her ankles, apparently to give some sort of relief to her tumescent midriff. There was a light speckle of crumbs from
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It totally looks real!