My wife and I have been trying for a baby, but despite countless attempts, I can’t seem to get her pregnant. Her desperation is growing, and it’s tearing us apart. During a frustrated rant at work, a colleague proposed a wild bet: the winner would have the chance to sleep with the loser’s wife and try to impregnate her. Confident I’d come out on top, I agreed, only to lose spectacularly. Now, I have to follow through. I hoped my wife would shut down the idea, but to my shock, she’s willing—driven by her longing for a child, she’s open to another man trying where I’ve failed. If this is happening, I want to be there, holding her hand, locking eyes with her as this other guy takes her, filling her with his seed. If he doesn’t succeed quickly, at least watching her in the throes of pleasure might spark something in me. I’ve always been curious about how another man would make love to her, and now I’ll see it firsthand.
