The Weekend Arrangement: A Voyeuristic Cuckold Romance

My husband watched me choose another man for our anniversary. Then he asked whether I wanted a second. For seventeen years, Jake has known every version of me. The faithful wife. The sensible woman. The one who never asks for anything dangerous. Then I confess what I have been watching from our hotel window. Five younger men beside the pool. One of them looking at my wedding ring. And the fantasy of Jake sitting close enough to see what happens when I invite that man into our private cabana. By the next morning, Jake has already spoken to Tyler. The cabana is waiting. My husband sets the boundaries, but the final choice belongs to me. All I have to do is curl my finger. Tyler is meant to be one reckless anniversary secret. But once Jake watches another man touch his wife, neither of us wants the fantasy to end. Then Tyler brings his quiet, watchful friend to dinner. One man becomes two. I control what happens to my body. Jake controls the room. And the further he lets me go, the more we discover that the most dangerous part is not another man touching me. It is watching me choose him, while knowing exactly whose name I will call when I need to come home.