He Replaced Lube With Mustard, And I Snapped

The moment my husband Liam entered me, the lubricated passage didn’t bring the expected pleasure.

Instead, it was a searing, burning pain.

I panicked, trying to get up.

Suddenly a figure crawled out from under the bed—it was Liam’s female friend, Chloe.

“Bro, you actually did it! That’s my bestie!”

I stared at them in disbelief.

Chloe waggled a bottle of mustard at me.

"Liam lost a dare, he had to swap the lube for mustard. You're not mad about it, are you?"

Liam tilted his head slightly, a smug smirk plastered across his face.