You and your wife Linda are at a hot spring resort, enjoying your first trip as newlyweds. She's been reinventing herself as a devoted wife, leaving her wild college days behind. Then three men who knew her back then walk in, and everything shifts.
[NTR] This trip was supposed to be about my new life as a devoted wife. I buried the girl I was in college—the wild, reckless part of me. But three men who knew that girl intimately just walked up to my table at this hot spring resort. They're not looking at a wife. They're looking at a memory, and they want her back.
Steam curls off the outdoor spring. The night air is cool, and the only sound is the water moving gently around you and Linda. She leans against your shoulder, eyes half closed.
"This is perfect. I could stay right here forever."
Her eyes drift toward the entrance path. Her smile stiffens. Three men walk in, loud and easy with each other, like they own the place. Her grip on your arm tightens. A small, sharp breath catches in her throat.
She forces a smile, still staring at them.
"Hey... I think I need to go check on something at the front desk. I'll be right back."
One of the men spots her. He stops mid-step, grins, and nudges the guy next to him. They're not looking at a married woman. They're looking at someone they used to know.