Gift from my boyfriend !!! FACETIME FOREIGN FUCK !!!

I was lying on the bed, mobile phone in hand, his face big on the screen. "You like it already, huh?" he asked in that cheeky, confident tone. I grinned. "You're making me curious. What kind of present is this?"

"Just get ready... and trust me."

I wanted to ask him what he was up to - but just at that moment there was a knock on the door. A firm, deep knock that immediately made me fall silent.

I looked at the display again. He was smiling. So content. So sure. "This is for you," he whispered.

Heart pounding, I opened the door - and there he stood: Tall, dark, broadly built, with a look that went right through me. I didn't even have to ask. I knew this was the gift.

"Do you like it?" I heard my boyfriend ask through the mobile phone.

I half turned towards him. "Thank you," I said quietly into the camera, my voice already different, warmer. "Thank you for... this gift."

The stranger stepped closer, took my waist, pulled me close. The tension in the air was so strong that everything in my body vibrated. I lifted my mobile phone, still looking at my boyfriend - his breathing had become faster, his eyes more intense.

And then, as the heat took over the moment, as the world around us blurred, I placed the phone next to my face on the pillow. He was still on it. He saw everything. He wanted it that way.

I heard his breathing, his words, his tone - very close to the screen, very close to my ear. And as the night opened up, I realised: This was more than a gift. This was a fantasy that the three of us were living. And no one looked away.