◆◆◆ Chapter 5 ◆◆◆
The invitation pinged into their shared inbox on the fifteenth, black card on black background, silver script: Velvet Circle. Last Saturday. 9 PM. Dress code: Creative. No masks required — everyone there already knew each other's faces, and most of their bodies.
Fanny draped herself over Tony's shoulders at the kitchen table, reading the words with him. Three years married. Three years of monthly orgies. The timeline blurred pleasantly.
"Going?" she asked, lips brushing his ear.
Tony turned, pulled her straddling his lap. "You first."
Her hips rolled once… slow, teasing. "I've been wet thinking about it since the last one."
His c**k hardened under her. "Same."
Bryan and Simone were confirmed. Dating six months now. The circle kept shrinking, connections tightening
