My Husband’s Cuckold Dreams: Fucking My Lover While He Waits

The text glows on her screen, a secret smile playing on her lips. ‘Hey baby. Can’t stop thinking about last night.’ Marcus’s words dance before her eyes, each one a reminder of the passion that ignited between them. She remembers the restaurant, the way his eyes lingered on her, the electric charge in the air. And then, back at his place, the way he explored every inch of her body, his hands and mouth hungry and insistent. ‘You showed me you really are the girl of my dreams!’ His words echo in her mind, a thrill coursing through her veins. She’s never felt so desired, so alive.

Morning After: A Husband’s Awakening

The sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow on her face. She’s still in her blue and white floral dress, the fabric soft against her skin. Her husband sleeps peacefully beside her, unaware of the storm of desire that rages within her. She can’t help but wonder what he would think if he knew. Would he be jealous, angry, or perhaps, secretly aroused? The thought sends a shiver down her spine. She knows she’s playing with fire, but the heat is intoxicating. Marcus’s final words linger in her mind, ‘really wanna see you again asap.’ She smiles, already anticipating the next encounter, the next thrill. Her fingers hover over the keyboard, a response forming in her mind. She wants to tell him how much she enjoyed it too, how his touch set her on fire. But she hesitates, a flicker of guilt crossing her mind. She’s a wife, a lover, a dreamer. And now, she’s a hotwife, a secret keeper, a woman on the edge of ecstasy. She takes a deep breath, her decision made. She’ll see him again, and this time, she’ll let him know just how much she wants him too. The game is on, and she’s ready to play.