Seducing My Wife's Best Friend

My wife had an insatiable appetite. She used to want to sleep with me every single night.

Lately, though, she had grown increasingly cold and distant.

She always claimed she was exhausted, brushing off any move I made.

Just when I began to suspect she was cheating, she suddenly turned off the lights and climbed onto my lap.

Her moans were sweeter than ever, her moves bolder.

Desire surged through me, and my hand slid naturally toward her inner thigh.

That was when I froze.

Something was wrong.

There was a mole on her inner thigh that had never been there before.