Blackmail

Van's bulging eyes almost popped out of their sockets, his pounding heart threatening to leap out of his chest as he stared at his friend's evil wife, the sight of her nude body causing his blood to freeze.

"Y...you! H....how! W...why!" Van struggled with words, heat and bile shooting up to his flushed face at the thought of what may have happened between the two of them.

"There is no need for you to be dramatic, honey," Regina said, maintaining her firm and sultry voice. "You know I've always had my eyes on you. Greg is such a boring man. But you are fire and thunder combined." She said licking her lips.

"D...did we..."

"Of course, we did, honey," Regina said climbing out of the bed and holding the bedsheet up to her chest. "We did it on the couch, on the floor, in the bathroom and finally on the bed."