A woman is married to a man who finally admits to her that he is a voyeur and needs the visual excitement of "watching". She allows herself to satisfy his desires but... not to go all the way!
Revekah is awakened in the dark by a strange voice. It is dark, she is not in her bed at home. She can't move and yet, paradoxically she is not frightened. She asks "Who are you?" Perhaps she should have asked "What..."
My spouse and I like to watch other people having sex. We're not pushing anyone into anything, but there are some possibilities we'd like to explore. Heads up: there's a little mm in this story in Chapter Five, but it's clearly marked so you can skip it if you want. Some of the characters have the same names as in my other stories, but they're not the same people. I like the names, that's all. There is some overlap in themes, however. This is a fantasy. It never happened! (To me, anyway.)