I’ve been friends with Trent for years. We bonded over a shared taste in many things—most notably, women. And he’s the luckiest guy I know, ’cause he got to marry Honey.
Blonde, whip-smart, curvaceous and lithe, Honey is everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman. And tonight, she’s giving me every sign that she wants me, too. Right in front of her husband.
I expect to be sent packing so the two of them can sort things out. But it never happens. Instead, I get the green light—by both of them—to get a red-hot taste of Honey.