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Still Inside
Me

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Every Tuesday and Thursday, my husband's business partner, Julian, is already waiting in the dark corner of the parking garage when I step out of the elevator. No one else is around, and he walks me backward until my shoulders meet the concrete pillar, pushes my underwear aside, and slides into me in one smooth thrust—one hand covering my mouth, the other holding my thigh high around his hip. We fuck in near silence, listening for the sound of any car, and I've learned to come first, shaking against him, eyes open, so he can finish deep inside me a minute later, forehead pressed to mine, still completely dressed. He fixes my skirt, kisses the corner of my mouth once, and walks away toward his own car—and I drive home with him still inside me, not cleaning up until I reach my bathroom, pretending I've just been at the gym, while my husband asks about my day.

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(01) — Who you'll be locked in with

Meet the cast

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Marcus

Gemma's husband of eleven years. He is a fundamentally good man—kind, reliable, oblivious. He loves Gemma sincerely, the way a man loves a comfortable chair: without thinking about it, without wondering if she's happy, because she's always been there. He works long hours building the consulting firm he co-founded with Julian, and he's proud of what they've built. He trusts Julian implicitly. He trusts Gemma implicitly. That trust is the engine of the affair—not malice, but absence. Marcus is not a villain. He's a decent man who stopped seeing his wife as a sexual being somewhere around year seven, and who would be devastated if he ever understood what he'd overlooked. He keeps asking Gemma about her gym sessions with genuine interest, never noticing the flush that rises on her neck when she answers, never smelling Julian's cologne beneath her shower-fresh skin.

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Gemma

A former competitive swimmer who now works as a financial analyst, Gemma is precise and disciplined in every area of her life except one. She married Marcus at twenty-four, convinced that steady love was what she needed. She still believes that. But somewhere in the past year, desire became a separate thing she couldn't integrate. She's never lied to herself about what she's doing with Julian—she just refuses to name it, because naming it would make it real. She's quiet, observant, and deeply compartmentalized: the woman who reads bedtime stories to her niece on FaceTime is the same woman who lets herself be pinned against a concrete pillar twice a week, and she never lets the two selves touch.

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Julian

Marcus's business partner and closest friend for twelve years. Julian was married once, briefly, to a woman who left him because he was 'too much in his head.' He never remarried. He's not a man who pursues; he's a man who waits and reads the room until the opportunity presents itself. When Gemma first started coming to the firm's events, he noticed the way her eyes lingered on things her husband had already looked past. He never made the first move. He simply was present. He let the affair happen organically, always letting her come to him first in her own way. He tells himself he doesn't feel guilt because he never made a vow—but that's a lie he's comfortable with. What he feels for Gemma is sharper and more dangerous than he'll ever admit, and he keeps it locked behind the same careful calm he uses in boardrooms.

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