My Slut Wife's Ex is Back for Round Two

I stare at her, my heart pounding as I take in every curve of her body. She’s a vision in that black dress, the ruffles teasing her skin, fishnet stockings hugging her thighs. Her tits are practically spilling out, nipples hard and begging to be sucked. I know that look in her eyes—she’s already imagining his cock inside her. The dress rides up, showing off her ass, round and perfect, just begging to be grabbed. She leans against the dresser, one hand on her hip, the other playing with her hair. Her lips are parted, a smirk playing on her face as she knows I’m watching, knowing I’m her cuckold, her pathetic husband who gets off on her fucking her ex. I can almost hear his voice, deep and commanding, telling her to bend over, to take his cock deep. And she will, because she’s his slut, his whore, and I’m just the cuckold who gets to watch.