Happy Ending

"He forces her against the wall,

his throbbing cock as big as a shoe."

A shoe.

"He grabs her nipple."

Mm.

"She kneels in front of him, worshiping his third leg."

Jesus Christ.

Okay, okay.

Brynne?

One second.

Okay.

Just...

you know, come out while it's still our anniversary.

Mm.

A shoe.

A shoe.

Hey.

I thought you were gonna light candles.

I couldn't find the lighter.

Aren't you gonna wear the other thing?

What other thing?

You know, it's kind of like with the little boob thingies.

I also kind of like the stockings.

I could change.

It's okay. Forget I said anything.

Come here.

Happy date-iversary.

Happy date-iversary.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Are you laughing?

No.

Yes. Yes.

It's the song.

I'll change it.

Whoa! Is this what you like?

Yeah. It's -- It's porn. It's...

It's a fantasy.

Brynne, don't get in your head about this.

- -Now I can see you better.

I don't want you to see me better.

But you asked for candles.

Candlelight is flattering.

This is for surgery.

Getting you off, that's like performing surgery.

Let's just have sex.

Okay.

Oh, this is a good one.

- Let me see. - Wait your turn.

Yes, my queen.

Sorry.

We get a little carried away sometimes.

How can I not get carried away with a goddess like you?

Behave.

What's your wildest sexual fantasy?

Cali, that's not what it says.

My question is better. Come on.

Let's really get to know one another.

What's your darkest desire?

I don't really have any.

Everyone has something.

Sex in a public restroom.

Ew.

Role playing?

I'm a terrible actress.

Sex tape.

And have it end up on the Internet?

No, thanks.

What about you, Ezra?

What lights your fire?

Um...

Foursome?

I'm kidding.

Or am I?

Who needs a refill?

Devil woman.

You made me this way.

Be right back.

I usually stick to a vape pen.

I like to get high, just not too high.

It's a hybrid. Very chill.

Shit.

So, how long you and Cali been together?

Five years.

And you're still all over each other?

What's the secret?

You really want to know?

Can I tell you something crazy?

Crazy is my love language.

There's this guy at work,

and I think he has a crush on me.

He's been texting me, and it's friendly,

but also kind of flirty.

I know I should tell him to stop, but...

But you like the attention.

I guess so.

I'm not crossing any lines, though.

But you want to.

No. No, no.

No.

A few years in,

the spark went out for Cali and me.

Sex became a chore.

Just something we checked off a to-do list.

So I started going to this spa.

You mean like...

When Cali found out, she was pissed.

But I talked her into going there with me.

Having an adventure.

It was a game changer for the both of us.

It saved our relationship.

Do you have a sexual fantasy?

Something you'd actually try?

I don't see the point in thinking about it.

I mean, you're not into that stuff.

Maybe I just haven't found my thing.

Jordan was telling me about this spa.

Somewhere he went with Cali to get a couples' massage.

You mean like...?

You'd do that?

If you went with me.

Never mind.

That's a bad idea.

I think we should go.

You do?

Yeah.

Let's do something crazy.

But, you know, not too crazy.

Did you make a reservation?

I was supposed to?

Haven't you ever gotten a massage?

No.

Are you sure you're okay with this?

Yes.

Yes, totally.

All right. How about this?

You wait here, and I'll go check us in.

- Thank you. -All right.

I'll be right back.

- Okay. -Yeah.

Hello?

Don't touch Mom's. Don't touch. Bad.

Oh, bad.

-Don't touch. - Hey!

Hey, man. Get out of here.

Thank you.

It's nothing.

No, really. That guy scared me.

He was probably harmless, but I'm glad you were here.

Yeah.