Monica May didn’t catch the mockery. “Well, to be honest, Phillip—Barry and I have done threesomes before. But only with another woman. He promised we’d try one with a man, but it never happened.”

She couldn’t deny the blazing attraction to her boss, but guilt would eat her alive if she didn’t tell Barry. Their dynamic would shift forever.

Phillip was stunned. He had almost forgotten her husband was Barry from accounting—a solid employee, sure, but hardly the kind of man who deserved a goddess like Monica May. Why was this buxom blonde so loyal to him?

“Would you want me to join you and your husband in a threesome?”...