Chapter 1: The First Time I Shared My Wife.
This was the night I first watched another man touch my wife. The night I realized I wanted it. Craved it.
Kristen and I had meant to go on a Mediterranean cruise right after our wedding, but life got in the way. Work got busy. We pushed it back a year. We were thirty, no kids yet, and figured we’d enjoy it more when the timing was right.
When the cruise finally came, we were starving for an escape. Italy. Greece. The open sea. Neither of us had ever done anything like it, so we went with a dinner setup that paired us with the same group every night. Eight people per table. It sounded safe. Predictable.
That’s how we met Zed and Lesley.
Zed looked to be in his early fifties, though he carried himself like a man who had spent his life being
