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If you’d ever dared to caress your wife’s thighs while driving, she would have told you to keep your eyes on the road. However, when her boss caresses her while driving, she doesn’t tell him to keep his eyes on the road—instead, she spreads her thighs a little so he can reach her pussy with his hand. She does it that way because her boss gives her many more orgasms than you ever could.
Several staff members at the estate saw your wife peeking out from the balcony of the manor's owner—and they recognized her. It was obvious that he’d fucked her and that she’d cheated on you, but your wife didn’t care if people found out—all she cared about was that it had been the best shag of her life and that she wanted him to have sex with her many more times. Anyway, it would have been impossible to keep it a secret for long.
Honey, bend me forward so my butt is in the air, lift up my skirt, pull down my panties, and spread my thighs. Then tell your friend that you can't satisfy me—and stay and watch, if you want to.
Honey, do you remember when I told you never to come home before the scheduled time? I'm very—and happily—busy; come back in a couple of hours.
You and your husband could come over for dinner; I'd invite my lover, and you could invite yours. It'll be utterly embarrassing for either of our husbands to have other men know that he's a submissive cuckold—even if one of them is a cuckold too.
He first asked you if you were man enough to satisfy your wife, and when you answered, he told you to go home. When they got into the elevator to go up to his penthouse, your wife kissed him passionately—you obeyed and went home.
You had a great idea when you asked your lover to have a word with your husband and tell him not to bother you for sex—but I bet you didn't expect that he would ask your husband to lock himself using a chastity device. Not only is he now unable to have sex with you, he has to ask your lover for permission to masturbate—and he has submissively yielded to such strict control.
Your wife had never gone with you to the stadium until your team signed that Black player. On one occasion, shortly after he started playing for your team, she told you she was going to see if he would sign an autograph for her—she came home the next morning with two autographs, one on her team jersey and the other on her tummy. You’ve boastfully shown your friends the autographed jersey, but you also have several photos of your wife with her tummy autographed by the player on your team who always scores—you know he does—that you proudly keep for yourself.
There’s always that first time when you run into your wife in the kitchen the morning after she’s spent the night with her lover in your marital bed and you’ve slept in the guest room. She asked you, “How are you feeling today, honey?” When you didn’t answer, she added, “I guess not too bad. I know you were listening behind the door and touching yourself—I set up a tiny camera to see what you were doing.”
The only thing you could manage to say was, “Honey, you're completely naked—what will my boss think?” She replied, “Your boss told me that a body like mine deserves an even tan.” After a long awkward silence, she added, “He also told me that I deserve to have sex with a real man and that he’s going to make sure that happens. He wants—or rather, we both want—you to watch.”
Sweetie, my good boy, are you still mad at me for fucking him? Do you want a consolation hand job before you tell me again that you'll always love me?
Thank you for being so understanding and supportive, honey. You know that I desperately needed to have good sex. Your best friend is not only well-endowed but also fantastically skilled—it was the best sex I have ever had. And I think you even loved watching him take me.
Mariée, mais...
Mon amant m'a baisée une dernière fois avant de partir à six heures du matin. Mon mari m'a embrassée avant de partir au travail et je lui ai demandé : « Chéri, mes gémissements t'ont-ils laissé dormir tranquille ? »
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Married, but…
My lover fucked me one last time before leaving at six in the morning. My husband kissed me before leaving for work, and I asked him, “Honey, did my moans keep you from sleeping well?”
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Yes, honey, it has to be in our marital bed, with no condom, off the pill, with the bedroom door wide open, and while you are at home—either in the living room or in the guest bedroom—hearing my moans, probably all night long. It’s absolutely essential that everything shows that our marriage has changed forever and that you have acquiesced.
What is it that fascinates them? Who are the men they fantasize about? You used to wonder about other women, but now you wonder about your wife, too. Has she ever reached orgasm by touching herself and imagining she’s with a man who lives thousands of miles away—and that he’s much better in bed than you are?
Your wife unlocked your chastity cage and told you to play with yourself in front of her. As she watched you do it, she said to you, “Sweetie, when I play with my lover’s cock, I have to use both hands—you do it using just two fingers.” As you heard her say it, you squirted.