No Peeking

Jackie meets Grant at the door like a wife with plans. She straightens his collar, presses close, and says sorry for the fight about the prenup. Money isn’t the point—she just wants them tight again. Tonight she’s got something filthy lined up to prove it. Grant clocks the shift fast; it’s been weeks since Jackie got handsy, and he’s already hard just from the promise. She slides his tie off, knots it over his eyes, and tells him to lie back while she gets ready. He drops without a word. She slips out, grabs Amber at the door, and the little tattooed firecracker grins like trouble. Jackie pulls her inside and straight to the bedroom where Grant’s waiting, blind and aching. "Well, honey... ready for your surprise?"