[M4F] [M4A] - "Baby, he wants me right now" [Cuckolding] [Hotwife] [Stag/ Vixen]

We were the perfect couple on the surface. We had a cozy, predictable life with our movie nights and lazy weekends. Our love life was good, comfortable. But it never had that wild, can't-breathe kind of fire. Everything changed when I confessed my biggest secret to her. I told her how I couldn't stop thinking about her with the men from those BLACKED videos I'd seen. The idea of her being with someone like that, someone so different and intense, just did something to me.

At first, she just blushed and giggled. But soon, the giggling stopped and a new, curious look came into her eyes. She started asking questions. And then, she started texting him.

We were already in the car, on our way to my parents' house for dinner, when her phone screen lit up the dark. I heard her breath hitch, a tiny, sharp sound. Her hand gripped my leg, her nails pressing in just enough to make me jump. "Baby," she said, her voice a soft, apologetic whisper. "He wants me right now." But her eyes weren't sorry. They were glued to her phone, totally hungry.

I didn't argue. I just quickly texted my parents a lie about car trouble while she fanned herself. She was already flushed, her body reacting to the message even before we got there. This wasn't for me anymore. She needed this for herself.

I pulled into the dim, half-empty parking lot where his car was waiting. The old lights flickered, making everything feel hazy and unreal. She leaned over, her lips brushing my cheek, her hand giving a soft, knowing squeeze over my jeans. "I won't be long," she promised, her voice low. She never was. But the desperate way she moved to get out of the car made every second feel like an hour.

I watched her walk to his car and slide into the passenger seat. I couldn't hear anything from inside my car, just saw their blurry shapes through the glass. She turned to say something to him, and then she did that thing. She reached up, her fingers running through her long hair that was flowing freely. She gathered it all up in one smooth, practiced motion, twisting it into a messy, sexy bun right on top of her head. A few strands fell loose, framing her face. It was so hot, so purposeful. My stomach dropped. I knew exactly what that meant. A moment later, she bent down and disappeared from view, into his lap.

It was over quickly. I saw his body tense up and his head fall back against the headrest. I didn't need to see the details to know what was happening. When she finally sat up, she was wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, her lipstick smeared. Her eyes looked dazed and dreamy. He didn't stick around. The moment her feet touched the pavement, he was already driving away.

She got back into my car and immediately flipped down the sun visor to look in the mirror. "God, he came so much this time," she mumbled, almost to herself, as she fixed her makeup. I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. We were going to be very late for dinner. I found I didn't care at all.

This is our new normal. The sweet, smiling wife with a secret. The husband who watches and waits. The other man who uses her and leaves. And as I drive us towards my parents' perfect, normal house, with her sitting beside me, calmly fixing her hair, I know one thing for sure - I never want this to stop.

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