The downtown train pulled into the station slowly, but surely, with the car stopping near the staircase. She got on holding her husbands hand, taking a seat nearest to the door towards the back. The three of us exchanged glances but didn’t say a word. We knew one another but nobody here could ever know.
Two weeks prior I had met them on an alternative dating site. The couple was looking for a “young professional, open-minded male for fun.” I initially began correspondence to see if I could sleep with the buxom young wife, 26, with curvaceous hips while he watched. Didn’t imagine I would enjoy sleeping with both of them.