I’m sitting here, watching her, my heart pounding in my chest. She’s got that smirk on her face, the one that says she knows exactly what she’s doing. Her nightgown is open, just enough to tease, to make me wonder what’s underneath. She’s got that look in her eyes, the one that says she’s thinking about him, about what he’s going to do to her. And I’m here, watching, waiting, my cock hard and aching. I can’t help but wonder, does she know how much it kills me to see her like this? To know that another man is going to fuck her, right here in our bed?
Her Tease, My Torment
She’s playing with the hem of her nightgown, pulling it up just a little, just enough to give me a glimpse of her thighs. She knows I can’t resist, knows that I’m going to be thinking about this all night. She’s got me wrapped around her finger, and she knows it. I’m her cuckold, her willing slave, and she’s my goddess, my queen. I’m here, waiting, ready to serve, ready to watch as she gets what she wants. And I can’t wait to see what she’s going to do next.