Memory floods back, each word a knife twisting in my gut. ‘Last one. Try not to squeeze your little shaft too hard while I’m out.’ Her message, a cruel reminder of my place. She knows exactly how to keep me on edge, my cock aching and useless. The image, a snapshot of her teasing, is burned into my mind. Her body, framed perfectly, is a tantalizing hint of what’s to come. The black tank top hugs her curves, the open cardigan a teasing glimpse of skin. Her jeans, tight and worn, leave little to the imagination. And that necklace, a symbol of her power over me, hangs around her neck, a constant reminder of her dominance.
Her Teasing Words
Her words, a mix of command and mockery, echo in my head. ‘Oh and get your tongue ready!!’ She knows I’ll obey, that I’ll be ready and waiting, my tongue eager to please. The emojis, those fucking smiling faces, are a mocking reminder of her joy in my submission. She’s out there, probably already with him, her body on display, her laughter filling the air. And I’m here, alone, my hand wrapped around my cock, squeezing just enough to keep the ache at bay. Her power over me is complete, her control absolute.
The Office Tease
The background, a cluttered desk, suggests an office setting. Papers scattered, a laptop open, it’s a scene of casual abandon. She’s been working, but not for long. Her hair, a messy bun, is a sign of her haste. She’s been preparing, getting ready for her night out. And I’m left here, in the shadows, my cock hard and throbbing, my mind a whirl of dirty thoughts. Her body, her teasing, her control—it’s all I can think about. The image, a snapshot of her teasing, is a cruel reminder of my place. I’m her cuckold, her plaything, her slave. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.The tension builds, a coiled spring ready to snap. Her return, her body, her commands—it’s all I can think about. The wait, the anticipation, the knowledge of what’s to come—it’s a torture of the sweetest kind. And I’ll endure it, every fucking second, because that’s what she wants. That’s what she needs. And I’m here to give it to her, body and soul.
I Can’t Stop Imagining Her With Another Man
When She Smiles, He Knows She’s Thinking of Another Man
Bedroom Confessions: Her Secret Encounters
My Wife’s Teasing Texts While I Wait at Home
I Can’t Stop Thinking About His Massive Cock During the Concert
Her Ass on the Bed, My Heart on the Line
I Can’t Stop Thinking About My Husband Watching Me With Another Man
Did She Really Flash Her Panties While I Was Watching?
My tongue is always ready for creampie