My Neighbor’s 19 Year Old Daughter Always Needs A Ride Somewhere. My Husband Offers Whenever He’s

It’s so bad that I get turned on when they laugh at me wearing my swim suit that show my rolls. My husband laughing along with them is just the cherry on top.

When he texts you to remind you of what he likes and you encourage his hobbies. “The inside of this car is so hot.🥵 “ “Wow it really is baby! I can see why you follow those types of pages! I’ll follow it to so I can send you some of the posts sometimes.”

Cuckquean fantasy #2

We interview a babysitter.

She’s sweet and bubbly and young. Soft red hair and pouty lips.

My husband’s kryptonite is redheads.

I mention I’m feeling tired, hoping to catch her attention. “Thanks for coming by,” I’d say. “Sorry, I’m just so beat. Would it be alright if ___ drives you home, honey?”

“Oh yeah, it’s no problem.”, she’d try to feign disinterest in the matter, but I saw her perk up at the mention of my husband alone with her in the car.

They’d get in, he’d put on the heater, making sure she’s toasty in this winter bullshit. They’d make smalltalk. The car is new, and the heater is intense. So much, she unzips her jacket as she talks about her upcoming college plans.

As if snowy roads aren’t dangerous enough, her milky white tits are practically falling out of her shirt. She notices him notice.

“Your wife seems cool.” She’d say. He would agree with a smile. “She doesn’t mind you being out with me like….alone?”

“Not at all,” says husband, completely honestly. “She doesn’t mind a bit.”

“That’s cool. I wouldn’t want to cause problems.”

Oh, that old line.

“I wouldn’t want to cause problems” is slut for “I really want to fuck you, but I don’t want your wife/girlfriend getting butthurt.”.

“No, no problems.” Husband mutters as he makes a turn down her street. “Besides, I have a friend who lives just over here. If I was too late for any reason, I could always say I dropped by there. You know. Ease suspicion.”

They come to a stop in front of her apartment.

“So you’d be okay to be like five, ten minutes late?” she asks, not sure if this is really happening, if shes really reading him right.

“I could be like an hour late.” He chuckles softly.

“Cool. Cool. Did you wanna like…come see my place? You know. So you know Im not messy or anything.”

“Absolutely. I’d love to come see your place.”

New text from Husband:

She tastes like strawberry water and she screams so loud her whole complex knows my name, now. I’m not gonna be home, tonight. Told her I told you there was an emergency at work.

I’ll be home when every drop of cum I have is either in her, or on her.

See you tomorrow (?)

If I come back too early you should tell me to keep my fatass walking, cows like me can rest later. 🐷☺️🐮

Invites my husband to her pool party and tells me that I’m not invited in front of him. Of course he’s still down to go, more excited even, he says “oh I’m definitely coming now” and doesn’t even look at me just keeps smiling at her. I ask if there’s too many people. She just giggles, she so adorable, and says no it’s a pool party for two. Well why didn’t you say so? What all does he need to bring?

I need pretty girls in my DMs degrading me. I just wanna service them while they tell me how good his cock felt in their perfect holes.

I am very bisexual and very wet when I’m jealous.

I want a boyfriend who goes to strip clubs even though he knows it makes me uncomfortable and jealous. I wanna sit at home upset and frustrated waiting for him, I wanna burst into tears when he finally walks through the door late at night. I want to be so hurt but dependent on him that I go to him for comfort and cry in his arms, not caring that he smells like perfume and alcohol. Not caring that just hours before he was paying random girls with pretty bodies to dance on him and get him hard.

As long as I finally have him to myself after, I'll be happy 💓