I’m standing in front of the mirror, my sheer white shirt barely covering my perky breasts, nipples hard and visible through the fabric. My high-waisted pencil skirt is hiked up, exposing my round ass, cheeks spread just enough to tease. I’m wearing black stockings and stiletto heels, my blonde hair cascading over my shoulders. I can see the hunger in my husband’s eyes as he watches me, knowing I’m about to go out and fuck some stranger. I smirk, knowing I’m his slut, his whore, and I love every second of it. I’m going to the office, and I’m going to make sure every man there knows I’m available. I’m going to be a good little slut for my husband, and I can’t wait to see the look on his face when I tell him all about it. I’m his cum slut, his plaything, and I’m going to make sure he knows it. I’m going to fuck that guy, and I’m going to love every second of it. I’m going to be a good little whore for my husband, and I can’t wait to see the look on his face when I tell him all about it. I’m going to fuck that guy, and I’m going to love every second of it.
