I wake up to the smell of her perfume, mixed with the unmistakable scent of sex. My heart races as I realize she’s been out all night, and I can’t help but wonder who she was with. The thought of her being fucked by another man, her body used and abused, makes my cock hard. I hear the shower running, and I know she’s trying to wash away the evidence, but I can still see the marks on her body, the signs of a night well spent. I’m a cuckold, and I love every second of it.