Which version of my wife is giving you head?

You stand there watching two versions of the same woman on her knees — one blonde, one brunette — and both sets of eyes are locked on you. Same face, same mouth, same hungry look multiplied.

Bare shoulders, collarbones catching light, lips parted just enough to make the question real. The kind of setup that makes you forget which one you married first.

Cuckold fantasy or memory — either way, you're not saying no to both.