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Imagine the scene unfolding before your eyes: Tina, a renowned photographer, and her husband Jeremy are in the throes of passion, their bedroom a stage for their intimate performance. The air is electric as Jeremy takes the lead, their bodies entwined in a dance as old as time. Tina, lost in the moment, urges him on, her voice a whisper of desire. But then, a shift. Jeremy, driven by a hunger for more, suggests exploring uncharted territory. Tina hesitates, her eyes reflecting a mix of apprehension and curiosity. 'We can try...,' she murmurs, her voice barely audible, as she rolls over, exposing her vulnerability. The atmosphere in the room changes. Jeremy, eager and excited, reaches for the lube, his hands trembling with anticipation. Tina winces, her body tensing as he begins to prepare her. 'Be careful please,' she begs, her voice a choked whisper. Jeremy, consumed by his desire, slowly attempts to enter her. The camera captures every nuance of Tina's expression, her face a canvas of discomfort and pain. She tries, she truly does, but the act proves too much. 'STOP! Please Jeremy! I can't do it!' she cries out, her voice echoing in the room. Disappointment clouds Jeremy's face as he pulls away, leaving Tina curled up on the bed, a figure of guilt and apology. He exits, his cold words lingering in the air. 'I made the mistake of not doing it before we got married. I should have known better.' Tina is left alone, her naked form a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil within her. Cut to the next scene: Tina, dressed in her professional best, sits behind her desk at her studio. Her mind is a million miles away, replaying the events of the night before. Enter Carly, her perky young assistant, armed with mood boards and a bubbling enthusiasm. As they discuss an upcoming wedding shoot, Carly senses something amiss. Tina, usually so focused, seems distracted, her mind elsewhere. Concerned, Carly cautiously asks, 'Is everything ok, Tina?' Tina snaps back to reality, a forced smile on her face. 'Yes, I'm sorry. Just have a lot on my mind lately.' She finds herself drawn to Carly's youthful exuberance, her carefree spirit. A question slips from her lips before she can stop herself. 'Can I ask you a personal question?' When Carly agrees, Tina ventures into uncharted territory. 'Have you ever had anal sex?' Carly laughs, her eyes sparkling with amusement. 'Of course I have,' she replies casually. 'Anal sex really isn't that big of a deal these days!' Tina cringes inwardly, her own experiences a stark contrast to Carly's nonchalance. She shares her struggles with her assistant, her voice laced with frustration and a sense of failure. Carly, ever the optimist, suggests a threesome or a swingers' party. Tina, taken aback, considers the idea. Could this be the solution to her marital woes? Cut to that evening: Tina returns home to find Jeremy already eating dinner, his cold shoulder a palpable presence in the room. She tries to make small talk, but the elephant in the room looms large. She confesses to seeking advice from her friends, her voice tinged with desperation. 'Like who?' Jeremy asks, his eyes still on his food. 'You don't have any friends anymore. All you do is work!' Tina persists, revealing her conversation with Carly. Jeremy's eyes light up at the mention of a threesome. He hugs his wife, his excitement palpable. 'Are you serious?' he says. 'That is such an amazing idea!' Tina tries to temper his enthusiasm, explaining that Carly was likely joking. But Jeremy is insistent, his mind made up. He wants to see a photo of the assistant, his excitement growing with each passing moment. Tina relents, showing him a photo from Carly's social media. Jeremy is ecstatic, his mind racing with possibilities. He tells Tina to invite her over, his excitement bordering on desperation. Tina protests, but Jeremy's anger flares. Why would she bring this up if she didn't want to go through with it? Feeling cornered, Tina agrees to text Carly. Cut to Carly, wrapping up her yoga practice on the lawn outside her complex. She's surprised to receive a text from her boss, an invitation to discuss upcoming projects. Excited and proud, she agrees, her mind buzzing with possibilities. Cut to that night: The doorbell rings, and a frazzled Tina answers it, inviting Carly inside. The atmosphere is tense, Tina's nerves palpable. She leaves abruptly, leaving Carly alone in the living room. Jeremy enters, his warm smile a stark contrast to Tina's nervous energy. They make small talk, the air thick with anticipation. Tina returns, a bottle and glasses in hand. She sets them down, her hands trembling as she asks Jeremy to open the bottle. He leaves, squeezing Tina's shoulders tightly on the way out. Alone with Carly, Tina takes a deep breath, her nerves threatening to overwhelm her. 'Actually, I wanted to talk to you about what you said earlier today,' she says, her voice barely above a whisper. 'I have decided that I would like you to have anal sex with my husband.' Carly stares at her boss, disbelief etched on her face. 'Um... I really hope I didn't offend you earlier,' she says, her voice laced with uncertainty. 'I was absolutely joking about that.' Tina remains stoic, her mind made up. 'I'm not offended,' she says, her voice steady. 'I want you to do it. I want you to do it tonight, while I watch. So... I can learn.' Carly grabs her purse, her mind racing. 'I'm sorry Tina,' she says, her voice firm. 'That really wouldn't be appropriate for me to do. You're my boss.' She tries to leave, but Jeremy blocks her path. 'Where are you going?' he asks gently, his eyes pleading. Tina rushes to Carly's side, her voice a stern whisper. 'You offered to do it, and now I expect it to be done,' she says, her eyes hard. Carly can't believe what's happening. 'I was just trying to be a friend,' she whispers, her voice laced with betrayal. Tina makes her sit down, her voice cold. 'Well, we aren't friends,' she replies. 'You work for me. And I'm asking you to please get this done. We don't need to discuss it.' Carly goes quiet, her mind racing. Jeremy chimes in, his voice sweet but firm. 'It would only be this one time. Just to help her out. Honey, didn't you mention she was due for an increase soon?' He's trying to help his wife negotiate, his eyes pleading. Carly looks at them in disgust, her voice curt. 'Tina, are you really doing this to me?' she demands, her anger palpable. Tina starts to backpedal, but Jeremy shoots her a look. 'I think it's important to remember how much my wife trusts you,' he adds, his voice firm. 'She wouldn't ask you to do this if she didn't think you were up to it. And you said you love anal sex, right?' Carly ignores him, her eyes fixed on Tina. 'You are putting me in an incredibly bad position, Tina,' she says, her voice cold. 'I have been your assistant for over a year. I've worked overtime. I've worked weekends. I've done things even when they were not in my job description. I've always tried to be the best employee.' Tina puts her head in her hands, guilt washing over her. Carly starts to undress, her voice laced with anger. 'So you want to fuck me in the ass?' she asks, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Jeremy nods, his eyes fixed on Carly. Tina looks at them through her fingers, her mind racing. Carly rips Tina's hands away from her face, her voice laced with disgust. 'So, you can learn, right?' she asks, laughing in disbelief. 'You are a pathetic woman!' She gets down on her knees, her voice firm. 'Take out your dick, so I can get it nice and wet,' she demands. 'Then, you can stick it in my ass. At least I can take it!' The room is charged with tension as the act unfolds, Carly instructing Jeremy, Tina watching, her guilt palpable. Every time Tina tries to join in, Carly either makes her do something humiliating to her husband or wait by the sideline. It isn't long before Jeremy pulls out, his satisfaction evident as he cums over Carly's ass. Tina tries to apologize, her voice laced with guilt. But Carly is already dressing, her mind made up. 'I'm quitting,' she says, her voice firm. 'I don't want anything to do with you anymore.' She leaves, her figure disappearing into the night, leaving Tina alone with her thoughts, her guilt, and the echoes of the night's events. The stage is set, the players have performed, and the curtain falls on a night of desire, betrayal, and consequences. What will the next act bring? Only time will tell in this gripping tale of a marriage pushed to its limits and a young woman caught in the crossfire. Stay tuned, for the drama is far from over.
