I remember the text, ‘I’m wearing his favorite panty. Tell him I’m waiting for him in our bed. You can watch us, honey.’ Her words echo in my mind, a mix of excitement and humiliation. I picture her, leaning casually in the kitchen, her smile playful and inviting. The lace of her panties peeks out, a tantalizing hint of what’s to come. She’s set the stage, and I’m the unwitting audience. Her confidence is intoxicating, knowing she’s about to fuck another man while I watch. The coffee maker hums in the background, a mundane sound amidst the charged atmosphere. Her eyes, filled with a mix of lust and challenge, lock onto mine. I’m both eager and dreading the moment when I’ll see her, my MILF, spread out on our bed, ready for another cock. The anticipation is a knot in my stomach, a thrill that’s both painful and pleasurable. She’s in control, and I’m her willing cuckold, waiting for the show to begin.

Although my wife has had a black lover for quite some time, this will be the first time I get to watch how he drives her wild and makes her cum like mad.