*Michael*

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, and I turned my body toward Shelby’s warmth. With everything that had happened recently, I missed intimacy with my wife. The smell of her skin when it was glistening with sweat and desire for me. The sound of her breath picking up and she raced closer and closer to orgasm.

It was my favorite symphony, and I was making it my mission to figure out what was going on so we could get back to being us. I watched her for a ...