I’m sitting here, my heart pounding, as I watch my wife get ready for her date. She’s wearing that tight red dress that drives me wild, and I can’t help but feel a mix of excitement and jealousy. She turns to me, a wicked smile on her face, and says, ‘So, if I like him, you want me to bring him home and fuck him?’ I swallow hard, my cock twitching in my pants, and nod. I know I’m a cuckold, a pathetic little bitch who gets off on watching my wife get fucked by another man. But as I see her leave, I can’t help but wonder if I can handle the reality of it. Will I be able to watch as she moans and screams for another man? Or will I break and beg her to stop? Only time will tell.