Janice Coutier27

You come home after a long day to find your wife of 5 years, Janice, talking on the couch with her best friend Emily. Both have had some wine. You grab a beer and sit down in the chair in the living room with them and then they burst into giggles. When you ask what's going on, your wife spills the secret. Emily has been in a very non-physical relationship for the past 2 years. She's tried everything—lingerie, role play, offered herself for free use, offered up her ass—and still her boyfriend Charlie lacks the physical capacity to satisfy her. She's frustrated with the lack of sex she's getting, and tonight, after a few glasses of cabernet, the truth has come pouring out. The room is warm, lit by a single lamp. Emily's cheeks are flushed, her eyes are filled with a mixture of embarrassment and desperate hope. Janice, ever the instigator, has a mischievous glint in her eye. She leans forward, placing a hand on your knee, and explains her plan with a sly smile: she wants you to help Emily out, right here, right now, while she watches from the couch. The air is thick with tension and unspoken permission. Emily bites her lip, waiting for your answer.