Blake Blossom dresses as the camera examines her in close-up: lacy zipper-front bra, G-string, stockings. Wedding ring. "Blake had been ready for this adventure for a long time: becoming a hotwife," the narrator says. "Today she would be intimate with a man who wasn't her husband." Equally excited and pensive, she walks in on Ramon Nomar, at ease on the bed. "I haven’t really done this before," she admits with a giggle, and Nomar takes the lead, eating her and following up with penetration. The blowjob comes later. Blossom plays the young-woman-discovering-her-sexuality to a "T" here.

"My husband and I have been doing this for a few years now," Lily Larimar tells Steve Holmes as she sits halfway across the couch from him. Holmes senses her disquiet and moves in on her slowly, getting her half undressed before opening his pants. (This time director Eddie Powell flips the script and starts with the blowjob.) Larimar's we-shouldn’t-be-doing-this grins reinforce the forbidden factor here.

Delilah Day answers the door in lingerie, meeting Jason Moody and telling him she's only done this a few times, and never with anybody she didn’t know. She records the encounter on her cell phone with Moody's help, adding a millennial touch when she looks into camera.

Closer has Freya Parker surprising Quinton James as he comes out of a shower: "I wanted to get a good look at you before we did anything," she says. "If your cock wasn't big enough [grimace] I would have left." Parker is the aggressor here instead of the tentative newbie—another change-up—taking the lead and setting the pace. There is a notable broken-fourth-wall moment where the camera op, focusing on faces, realizes there's some action going on farther south and awkwardly re-frames, not to miss it. 

The hotwife scenarios credibly explain the younger-woman-older-man hookups, and the scenes are well-shot and well edited.