Oh, sorry,” she said. She relaxed her grip. “Is that better?” She gave it a little rub, and I just gulped, and nodded ‘yes!’ Do I push this issue real hard to get an answer about what she/they did? Or just consider that fact that we were all drinking and willing players in the game? I mean what if she touched his penis, or even worse kissed his penis or something. I don't know how I'd feel if I knew my wife gave Tom a blowjob or handjob. Hans Christian Andersen’s The Red Shoes will never be the same again. When our unnamed protagonist leaves her deadbeat husband at home to go to a wedding, she gets a lot more than she bargained for. Scarlet explores what it truly means to give in to your desires. But there have been a couple of crossed wires with the thrill seekers who have expected a bit more than just some pics from their sessions with Helen.

And he was so hard, in every possible way. And it was so close in here and things were getting even closer. His hands were on her body and it had been so long since her needs had been fulfilled. I don’t want to rat her out, but I met a B-list celebrity at a work event and we hit it off. We did it doggie style inside of her hotel room, but according to the papers, she’s still happily married to this day.” — Aaron, 24 If you had anything to say about it the time you should have done it was then and there, not after the fact.I took my phone into the bathroom and begged a man I’d met three hours before to make me come. Days before my wedding. In my best friend’s flat. Don’t tell anyone. She was a good girl. She didn’t want to cheat on her husband and that’s what drew me to her. She kept turning me down, even though I could tell she was tempted. Then, one day, she let me rest a hand on her leg. Then inch it up higher. And higher. And pretty soon she was coming with only my fingertips.” — Tyler, 27 Man Hen called (after waking up on his bathroom floor) and reassured me that our friendship remained platonic (phew), and that binge-drinking, drug-taking and abusing the neighbours with Pink Floyd were the only activities of my hen night/morning/afternoon.

So, I've lived in this house that I'm currently living in for about 15 years (since I was 8). Ever since I was 8 I've had the same neighbors. A nice man and a nice older lady. The husband moved out of the house last year to move closer to work (about 2 cities away) and she stayed at the house. They decided to rent the extra rooms out to some college girls. Helen says, “On a few of occasions I have been asked by the client if they can get involved in the pictures, which I am guessing would involve some kind of sexual activity, but that would never happen. I am a model not a sex worker. A lot of photographers try to push the limits. If it's topless, they want nude, if it's nude they want adult etc. My ex showed up at my apartment in tears, crying her eyes out about how her husband cheated on her. She wanted revenge. So she got it with me.” — Shane, 29 He came forward, held my face gently, 'Honey, this is my fantasy from childhood. Please, understand at least when I am persistent from years. It's not like you will have sex with some random guy. There is a very good friend of mine and we can trust him, he is very safe in case if you have issues with having a stranger.'

I would’ve got away with it had it not been for a good male friend (man hen?) who enjoyed my stupidity, and felt it appropriate that two weeks before getting married – arguably a gross act of stupidity – was the very time to celebrate being a massive prat. It’s the promise of so many of these stories: one night of throwing inhibitions to the wind. And where better to do exactly that than in Las Vegas. A little bit longer than most of the books on this list, but the payoff is worth it. My motto has always been "put the shoe on the other foot"...would you have cheated for 10 minutes? And would you feel guilty? Would you tell your wife what happened in that bedroom? If you did not want it to happen, why did you egg it on by adding "lets add coin flip strip". You full well knew that that man only had underwear on. And why would you give the opportunity to another man to see your wife naked. Sounds to me like you wanted to join them. You both must want to cheat or you would not be participating in the "swinger" game. Yes, this definately falls under the definition of "swinger". Let it go, or it will destroy you. I think you need to have a heart to heart talk about your relationship and where it is going. You have only been married for a few years...your marriage should not be already crumbling...

A huge wave of fear passes over me. I’m just standing there, paralyzed, and then I hear the voice in the woods again. This time it’s behind me. I couldn't believe the same argument went for three years. One fine day I shouted at him and asked 'What is that he wanted from me in his life?' I’m not a huge fan of weddings and I was certainly never one of those little girls (or boys, I suppose) who dreamt about their Big Day. (Unless of course the Big Day could be 24 hours with Steven Gerrard and a magic sponge. In which case, yep, had lots of those dreams.) I awoke at 6pm in my house. In just my bra, pants and t-shirt — sweating, confused, and curious as to the whereabouts of the rest of my clothes and shoes. She complained about everything: the music, venues, us. We ‘hadn’t gone to enough trouble’ for her Big Night, apparently.But the reality is that it happened, and you are denying yourself the truth. You just don’t want to believe it. Remember your wife did have a crush on this guy before this whole thing started, so how can she not deny her temptation which was so finely set before her on a platter? Drinks were flowing, the stage was set with spotlights and cameras rolling…. and you just stood there and let it all happen.