Cuckold. Come here, cuckold. Yes, you. Don’t look around like you don’t know who I’m talking to. More your ass when I tell you.
Everybody Knows About Your Slut Wife
You know I’m right, don’t you? You’re sitting there pretending to the whole world like it’s all fine and good while your wife fucks around. Not even behind your back, but just blatantly, in your face, the smell of her pussy full of another man’s juice clinging to her thighs when she walks past you.
She Wants Every Part of Him- She Only Wants Your Money
And you’ll do nothing, because the chance to smell her at all is more than you’re worth. Not even the sting of humiliation can dampen your growing excitement, thinking about that cuckold cream pie.
Face it. You’re pathetic, cuckold. You’re miserable, weak inside and out, incapable in the bedroom and out. All you’re good for is money. And don’t you know it.
You Are Pathetic
This is the best you can hope for, cuckold: to sit there watching something sad and boring on TV while she comes in from a night out. To hear her voice, low and laughing and a little drunk, murmuring to someone at the door. To see her stand in the doorway. You want to get up, to go over to her
, but she’s looking over her shoulder. One of the straps from her dress is sliding down. She has her heels in her hand, dangling from her perfectly manicured fingers, and her hair looks like someone’s had their hands in it. Her lipstick is gone but her lips are full, lush, plump and wet.
“Just wanted to let you know I’m in, don’t bother to get up, I’m going to have a bath and get some sleep. Early. Don’t wake me,” she says. You open your mouth to reply but she’s not paying attention to you anymore. She wobbles when she leaves the doorframe and a hand – a man’s hand, strong brown knuckles, an outdoors hand completely unlike your own – catches her arm. She leans into him, vanishing from view.
To be continued…
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