John nervously fidgeted, his eyes darting towards the couch like a deer caught in headlights. Susan, his wife of five years, caught his gaze and smirked. "Oh, don't worry, honey. My friends won't bite... much."
John gulped, his heart pounding in his chest. He nodded and got on his hands and knees, sliding his fingers under the couch legs as Susan had instructed. The wooden legs dug into his skin, but he gritted his teeth and bore the pain. He had to admit, the idea of serving as a footrest for Susan and her friends was both thrilling and terrifying.
Susan and her six friends, all strong and confident women, lowered themselves onto the couch. Each one gave John a playful pat on the head as they settled in, and John felt his fingers getting crushed under the weight of the couch and the women. He winced but didn't dare to complain or ask them to move.
Susan, always the controlling one, took charge of the movie selection and picked a romantic comedy that she knew would keep the women glued to their seats for hours. John resigned himself to his fate and tried to focus on anything but the pain in his fingers.
As the movie progressed, the women got more and more invested in the story, shouting and cheering at the screen. John couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and frustration at the sight of his wife and her friends, all of them so confident and in control.
Susan, sensing John's frustration, leaned back and gave him a playful wink. "Like what you see, honey?"
John rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help but smile. Despite the pain, he was happy to be a part of this moment, to be a part of Susan's world.
When the movie ended, the women finally got up, stretching and groaning as they did. John pulled his fingers out from under the couch, wincing at the pain.
Susan gave him a playful kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for the footrest, honey. You're such a good boy."
John couldn't help but roll his eyes again, but he was already looking forward to the next time Susan invited her friends over. After all, it wasn't every day he got to be a part of such a unique experience.
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