The Velvet Invitation

Victoria had been planning this evening for months, though her husband Marcus remained oblivious to the full scope of her intentions until the night before. As she lay beside him in their California king bed, her fingers tracing lazy patterns across his chiseled abdomen, she finally whispered her proposal. "I want to share you with someone special," she breathed, her lips grazing his earlobe. "Someone who's been fantasizing about you longer than either of us realized." Marcus turned his head, his dark eyes gleaming in the dim light. "You're talking about Elena," he said, not a question but a statement. Victoria had been Elena Vasquez's closest friend since their freshman year at Stanford, and over the past year, Elena had…