My Wife is Dating Him: Hotwife Erotica
My Wife is Dating Him: Chapter 8

I went to bed hard that night, unresolved. I wanted to leave and I wanted to stay. Another part of me wanted to see Sawyer treat her like a total fucking whore.

Five and a half weeks into my happy marriage, suddenly my angelic, beautiful wife wanted me to accept that she needs to fuck another man – to suck his cock and swallow his cum.

Why did I keep getting hard thinking about his cum all over her face? Why was the thought of his seed squirting all over her wedding ring so seductive?

Why on Friday was I in the restroom at work furiously jacking my shaft to the thought of his cock erupting into her mouth? I ignored the smell of urinal cakes and hand soap and just stroked.

I felt dirty and debauched – a degenerate in the men’s restroom obsessed with the image of his beautiful bride corrupted to sluttiness by cock. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Was it the corruption that was a turn-on?

Was it that she had been beautiful in her wedding dress and was now wantonly begging for dick?

Was it that her dress had been as white as Sawyer’s cum?

I hated him for having fucked her before I came along. But he was the past – I had been easily amenable to forgetting about it and moving forward together with her. But now he was back and she wanted him again. Had it been hopeless from the beginning?

It hadn’t seemed like it. Five weeks of bliss had followed our wedding and many nights spent passionately showing each other our love.

Whether or not Alissa thought anything had changed, the dynamics of our relationship had changed to me. Despite her claims of love, there was a struggle of respect. I demanded she respect me because of her vows. She demanded I respect who she was – including a part of her being her previous relationship with an adulterer.

That was why she had disappeared from his life – he had not been serious about divorcing his wife. Stalled her off for months until she decided to just stop seeing him.

Good for her.

But he had made the fateful decision to divorce and now he was… back in play.

My wife wanted – no, needed – to date him to see where things would go. Where did she think things would go?

I tugged at my intensely erect shaft as I thought about his cock on her lips. She had looked stunning, kneeling to him. Angelic face raised and the mouth I kissed open and accepting his powerful squirts.

I jacked faster. Yeah, do it Sawyer. Ejaculate into her married mouth. Violate the lips that kissed me on our wedding day. I groaned and panted desperately with release. I shot my load against the wall with several relieved grunts.

As the last of the convulsions squeezed my seed out of me, I dropped my head with weariness and defeat.

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