My Hotwife's Tease: Dressed to Drive Me Wild

I sit here, my heart pounding as I imagine her out there, flaunting her body in that tight white top and short skirt. No bra, no panties—she’s daring anyone to stare. I can almost hear her laughter, see the smirk on her face as she keeps eye contact with some lucky bastard who can’t take his eyes off her tits. Her nipples are hard, pressing against the fabric, begging to be noticed. She’s doing this for me, to humiliate me, to remind me of my place. And I’m here, waiting, my cock aching, knowing that at the end of the day, she’ll tell me all about it. Every detail, every glance, every fucking second of her teasing strangers while I’m left here, a pathetic cuck, imagining her pleasure.