
Friday at the Club
For six months Lisa had spent every Friday night "with the girls" and come home at dawn with a stranger's scent on her skin. One night Mike decides to follow his wife — and at the Midnight Gold club he learns a truth that turns their marriage upside down. A story of jealousy, secret desires, and the night that finally made a couple honest with each other.
October 18, 2026 · 30 min
I was sitting in the dark living room at home; it was almost three in the morning. I wasn't asleep — I couldn't sleep. I was tormented by jealousy mixed with arousal, which I was trying to drown in whisky on the rocks. Nothing helped. My wife, Lisa, wasn't home again.
Lisa. She's 35 and looks like she stepped off the cover of a glossy magazine. Beautiful, slim, long legs, firm breasts... I'd always known she was striking and that men liked her. And it turned me on, because in my secret fantasies I wanted to be a cuckold. I knew that about myself: whenever I masturbated, I imagined my wife giving herself to other men. But I was afraid to admit it to her. Lisa thought I was just an ordinary jealous husband. And until recently she'd behaved like a model wife. Sometimes too much of a model wife, which made our sex life dull and monotonous.
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