My Husband's Best Friend: Halloween

His hand strokes up and down my back, and I feel his warmth seeping into my skin. “You can come out now, Joe.” Damian laughed.

I turned and saw my husband coming from behind the curtain. “Joey? What the hell are you doing here?”

“Watching a real man f*ck his wife and, from the wet spot on his pants, he enjoyed the show.” Damian laughed and slapped my ass on his way out of the room.

“I can’t believe you.” I snapped at Joey and quickly gathered my clothes.