The Happiest Wife

“That feels so good,” your wife says before closing her eyes and moaning.

She’s moaning because you’re giving her a foot massage. It’s Saturday afternoon, you’re both free of any household chores, and you can’t think of anything better than tending to your beautiful wife’s needs, such as rubbing her feet, which is guaranteed to bring her pleasure.

“You’re so good to me,” she says.

“I love you more than anything,” you reply.

She smiles and one of her feet drifts between your legs. Her toes manipulate your cock and you can’t help but moan just like she did. Her smile turns just a little bit naughty and you wonder what she’s thinking. Is she going to spread her legs, lift her skirt, and let you tend to her pussy? Is she going to have you take out your cock so she can tease you right up until you cum? Or is she just going to tempt and tease you through your jeans while you dream of the kinds of pleasure she might see fit to offer you?

Her phone dings as a text comes in. She grabs it from the coffee table and smiles at the message. You know that smile. You know who just sent her a message.

“I’m a lucky woman,” she says.

“Oh yeah?” you reply.

Her toes work your cock a little faster and she says, “I am. I have a husband who loves, supports, and cares for me in every way…and I have a boyfriend who can fuck me better than my husband ever has.”

Your moan gets a little louder. Most husbands would hate the idea that their wife has a boyfriend that offers her greater sexual satisfaction than they can, but you’re not like most husbands. You’re a cuckold. You love that her boyfriend fucks her so well. You love that his cock satisfies her in ways yours can’t.

“Does he want you?” you ask.

“He does,” she answers. “He wants your wife. He wants to feel my tight, wet, married pussy wrapped around his cock. He wants to fuck me all afternoon and then send me back home to you dripping with his cum.”

“Oh…fuck,” you say as the bliss of arousal spread through your loins. There are few things in the world as arousing as your wife’s skillful dirty talk about the sex she and her bull have.

“Do you want me to go to him?” she asks. “Do you want me to give my married pussy to my boyfriend? Do you want him to fuck me, fill me with his cum, and send me home to you?”

“Yes,” you answer with a vigorous nod.

“And will you clean me when I get home?” she asks. “Will you get on your knees and clean my boyfriend’s mess from my sloppy cunt?”

Your dick is so hard it hurts and her toes are working their magic as she pushes you closer and closer to a place of climactic bliss.

“Will you beg for it?” she asks. “Will you beg for the chance to clean my boyfriend’s cum from my pussy?”

“I’ll beg,” you answer. “I will. I’ll beg for it.”

She pulls her feet from your lap and crawls towards you. She pushes you back on the couch and straddles you. Her tongue slips into your mouth as you kiss and she grinds in your lap. You grab her ass and squeeze hard as the pleasure of friction builds between your legs.

“I want him,” she says softly. “I need him. I’m wet for him.”

“Go to him,” you reply. “Go fuck your boyfriend. Fuck him all afternoon. Give him your pussy. Let him enjoy it. Let him fuck you as many times as he wants.”

She smiles, kisses you again, and gets up. “Come with me. Let’s pick out something slutty for me to wear.”

You get up. You follow your wife to the bedroom. You’re going to help her find something slutty to wear for her boyfriend. You’re going to dress her in it. You’re going to send her to another man’s house to get fucked all afternoon long. And when she comes home, you’re going to get on your knees and beg to clean her pussy. You’re a very lucky man.