I’m at work and she’s looking for someone to join her in the shower… who’s in?

You find the cuckold fantasy playing out in real time — a warm bathroom, steam curling against the mirror, and a body that isn't waiting for permission.

You see wet skin catching the light, curves demanding your full attention, hands moving slowly like an open invitation. You feel the pull of something forbidden, something that belongs to someone else, and that makes it sharper.

You know exactly what this is. You step closer anyway, drawn by the heat, the visibility of want, the way desire looks when it has nowhere left to hide.