My Friend Saw My Wife in Lingerie and Couldn’t Resist.

Lingerie Temptation: A Night of Shared Secrets. Forbidden Delivery, Jealousy in Retro Light.

It was a lazy Saturday morning in our retro-futuristic apartment, where the sunlight filtered through smart-glass windows that automatically tinted to a soft amber glow, mimicking the aesthetic of old sci-fi films from the mid-20th century. Sophia and I were still tangled in the sheets, her warm body pressed against mine, when her sleek holographic phone buzzed on the nightstand, projecting a faint blue notification orb that danced in the air like a vintage neon sign.

She grabbed it eagerly, her eyes lighting up as she read the message, her fingers flying across the virtual keyboard that materialized in mid-air. A soft sigh escaped her lips, the kind that always stirred something primal in me, making me wonder what secrets she was trading in that digital ether. Minutes passed, another chime echoed, and she responded with a low, throaty laugh that vibrated through her chest and into mine. I was about to ask who the hell was messaging her at this hour when a sharp knock echoed from the front door. I rolled out…