Daniel took Emma’s hands into his own, and she stares into his eyes as he discouraged any kind of worry that she may have had regarding the ‘other outlets’ thought. She watched him take in a deep breath, and she could feel his fingers nervously squeeze at her hands. Whatever it was that he wanted to tell her was definitely important. The wife tries her hardest to not stare too hard, but she did need him to know that she was attentive and ready for anything that he’ll say.<br/><br/>He brings up the free pass. Emma’s heart thumps inside of her chest and her skin tingles as goosebumps rise.<i>‘Fantasy wise... I’ve been thinking about you with someone else...’ </i>Finally leaves Daniel’s mouth, and it immediately stuns the woman across the table. He looks down, embarrassed or ashamed about what he had just said, but she could feel his grip on her hands loosen, relax. Like he was relieved the confession was finally out there and not hidden inside of him. Daniel confesses that the thought of her being with another person turns him on, and, for a split second, Emma thought about Jason. Chills running down her spine and a second wave of goosebumps crawling all across her pale skin, the young wife couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to be writhing underneath Jason’s touch with Daniel’s full permission to enjoy herself. Sitting back in her seat as her mind takes a trip down a very naughty road, Emma still looks stunned, even though her hold on her husband’s hands reassures him that she’s not stroking out or anything.<br/><br/>“I... I don’t...” Emma trails off, unable to finish her thought processes, let alone simple sentences. Her thumbs play with the soft skin of her husband’s hands, and she sucks in a breath and manages to pull her gaze away from distant staring. “I never thought... Something like that...” She began to chuckle weakly, her chest tightening and her heart beating hard inside its confined space. Her eyes search the table before her for some way to escape the rabbit trail her imagination was adventuring down. She had to focus on Daniel. She needed to stop thinking about Jason. It was imperative that her mind doesn’t stray too far away...where hot and heavy breathing and sweaty skin and piercing eyes and trembling muscles roam...<br/><br/>“That is a surprise, my dear. I’m not gonna lie,” Emma finally stammers out, returning her gaze to her husband’s guilty-looking face. “I never thought of you as the type to share, you know?” She asks, wondering if this new fantasy revelation came as a shock to him as well. “Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner? It must have been eating you up..” Emma frets out, immediately shifting into Mom-Mode and squeezing Daniel’s hands in hers. “You know you can talk to me about anything. We made a promise in a church five years ago that backs me up on that,” she giggles out, smiling at her husband. Rubbing the skin of his hands with her thumbs a bit harder now to keep his attention on her, Emma meets his sight and continues to smile. “If you find that fantasy attractive...possibly even pursuable...then I guess maybe we need to implement more rules to the free pass concept,” Emma suggests with the smallest cock of her blonde head. “And that’s only if we decide to actually follow through with the fantasy. We can just play around with the idea if not. I know how much you love it when I tease you,” she purrs out in a softer, lower tone, giving him a sparkling little grin.