"Honey, that young man over there with Sadie—is that the nephew she keeps talking about?
"He's cute. I think I'll show him around the place. Kind of give him a guided tour.
"No, you go greet some of the other guests. I'll be fine."
You watch as I turn and walk toward the athletic-looking young man in jeans. My short skirt hugs my ass. My hips roll softly, seductively, as I move across the ceramic-tiled patio in my high heels.
It's quite a while before I run into you again. There are so many people at our party, it's so easy to lose track of your sexy, young wife, isn't it?
"Where's who, honey?" I ask, like I don't know who you're talking about.
"Oh, him?" I couldn't help but giggle.
"His name is Brian, by the way. And he's inside. ... waiting for me.
"Well, yes. I told him I'd be in in a few minutes—as soon as I caught up with you and told you what's going on.
"Well, I'm sure you haven't forgotten the little agreement we made a few months ago ... After I found out you were screwing Jackie Carlton?
"That's right. I get to return the extramarital favor. I get to have a date with another man.
"OK, you're right. We didn't exactly call it a date. I get to fuck another man. You like the sound of that better?
"Yes, I'm talking about Brian. And he's not a 'boy'!
"He may look like a boy, but he's definitely a man where it counts.
"How do I know? Well, we were down by the pond a few minutes ago, and he gave me a kiss.
