She said it was just a business call. But lying naked on the couch, whispering dirty promises to her secret lover… it didn’t sound like work. Her best friend tried to talk her out of it. Her husband asked where she was going. She had an excuse for both. What none of them knew… was what would happen in the back of that black limousine. A confession whispered between moans. A desire too strong to hide. Some fantasies don’t need a bedroom. Just a locked door… and no regrets.