John sat in his car, nerves tingling with a heady mix of excitement and apprehension. His phone buzzed again, and he couldn't help but smile at Rachelle's playful message, which ignited a familiar thrill deep within him. "Can't wait to see you tonight, cucky. Remember what you're supposed to wear under your clothes. Meet me at the hotel, room 110.” She then sent an incredible picture of her on a hotel bed in tight red lin...