She’s Enjoying Her Weekend Fling With Her Ex, Teasing Her Husband’s Return

I’m kneeling, my bodysuit unzipped, chest heaving with anticipation. The stone wall behind me is cool against my back, a stark contrast to the heat building between my legs. My ex’s cock was still throbbing in my mind, the memory of his hands gripping my hips as he fucked me all weekend. I can feel the wetness seeping through my panties, a mix of my own arousal and his cum. My glasses slip down my nose as I look up, a smirk playing on my lips. I know my husband is watching, his eyes hungry and desperate. He’s been waiting, his cock hard and ready, eager to reclaim what he thinks is his. But I’m not just his anymore. I’m a hotwife, and I’ve tasted freedom.

The Husband’s Hunger: A Cuckold’s Desire

I can see the bulge in his pants, straining against the fabric. He’s been imagining this moment all weekend, his mind filled with visions of my ex’s cock sliding in and out of my pussy. He’s jealous, yes, but there’s a thrill in it too. He loves the idea of me being fucked by another man, of me being used and satisfied. I reach out, my hand resting on his arm, feeling the tension in his muscles. He’s close, so close to losing control. I can almost hear his thoughts, the battle between his desire to punish me and his need to fuck me. I lean in, my breath hot against his ear. ‘Baby, I know you’re horny,’ I whisper, my voice laced with mischief. ‘But at least let me get in the door before you reclaim me.’The door is ajar, a promise of what’s to come. I can feel the anticipation building, the electric charge in the air. He’s going to fuck me, hard and deep, his cock pounding into me until I scream. But first, I want to savor this moment, the power I hold over him. I’m the hotwife, the one who decides when and how. And right now, I decide to tease him, to make him wait just a little longer. I stand, my bodysuit falling open, exposing my breasts. I can see his eyes widen, his breath hitch. I smile, knowing that I have him right where I want him. And then, I step forward, my body brushing against his, ready to reclaim him on my terms.