I’m sitting here, my nipples hard under the thin fabric of my shirt, thinking about how much he wants this. The idea of another man’s cock in my mouth, in my pussy—it makes me so fucking wet. I can almost feel it, the thick shaft sliding in, stretching me wide. He knows I’m his slut, his hotwife, and he wants to share me. The thought of his friend’s hands on my body, his cock filling me up while my husband watches—it’s a fantasy that keeps me up at night. I wonder if he can handle it, if he can watch another man take what’s his. The power, the humiliation—it’s a rush. I’m his to share, his to use, and I love every fucking minute of it.