They had been chatting for a short while; he said all the right things. They were planning to meet. She wanted to indulge by exploring his body; he was happy to be indulged and explored. She gave him the rules of engagement; he accepted, no questions asked. She was turned on by his acceptance, his resistance to his urges. He wanted to explore her domain after all.

"Let's pretend I'm your girlfriend. You haven't seen me in a long time, and when I open that door, you should act like it, hug me, and kiss me. I am yours."

There he was standing at the door; he smiled, then came in and greeted her, as he was instructed to do. She is thoroughly turned on by that. Her husband is surprised by the whole interaction.

In the kitchen, while her husband's back is turned, he grabs her ass. She loves the little rebellious streak, though she quickly reminds him of the rules... No touching.

They chill for a while, sipping on some red wine. Wildflower smoke blowing from the balcony. They stare at each other intensely, her pussy dripping juices down her leg. They talk about the planets and stars. He is from Mars.

They return to the dining area, ready to play the game her husband had set up for them. She's confident she will win. She has plans for these boys. The stares between her and her boyfriend heat up, more intensely, while they are sitting right next to each other. She knew her husband was watching. She could easily grab her boyfriend and have her way with him, but she's focused on winning the game. The rules are simple. The winner chooses between kissing and touching on top of clothing; they also choose who they'd love to do it with. Since she's the only female, they would be tag-teaming if either one of them won.

Winner, winner, chicken dinner—she wins the first round. She chooses kissing but splits the allotted time between her husband and her boyfriend. She was happy about winning, because they were plotting with each other for her downfall 😈. "Today is my day, gents, mine! I told you I would be winning this game."

During the next round, the stares are still intense. Before starting, they go outside to indulge in some more wildflower smoke. This time her boyfriend leads the way, followed by her. She quickly closed the curtains to avoid her husband seeing her push herself up against him; looking at him intensely, she enjoyed the teasing between them. Her husband came out, and she stepped away. Back in the game, the boys kept plotting; she won this round as well but chose to use all the time touching her boyfriend's bulge on top of his trousers, while staring him in the eyes. His restraint is admirable; he can contain his urge. She was aroused even more at the time; she viewed it as a challenge. She will get him hard, harder(was her thought). She wins the last round of the game, but this is where they end because she's ready to indulge in the exploration of her boyfriend...

The headphones come off, the music stops. She's back in the "real world". No longer in the Zone⁶