Your Wife Won't Come Home Pt 2
You were less tortured when you were a single virgin for the majority of your life. Not saying you liked it that way. The way you feel about the situation—your wife not coming home because she’s too busy getting fucked by your coworker—totally hurts, and that’s kind of the point. It took so long for you to accept this as who you were. At one point in your life you might have even considered yourself a switch, able to be dominant sometimes. She stamped it all out of you when she started talking about other men while she had your little cock inside of her, and you stayed rock hard
Why did the mention of his fat, veiny cock growing inside of her make you explode? Of course she yanked your little dick out and ruined your orgasm by kneeing you in the balls, but at least you got to ejaculate. It doesn’t feel this good when you’re all alone, jerking it to the thought of her with another man. It’s so much better having her tell you all the explicit details straight to your face. Now that she’s never home, you find yourself fantasizing about confronting the two of them, just to invite yourself in as she’s getting ravaged on his undeserving couch.
You decide to text your coworker out of sheer horny desperation. Your wife hasn’t replied to you in days, in fact, your texts aren’t even delivering to her right now, but he doesn’t mind texting back within seconds.
you: hey, do you know when she’s coming home?
Him: hmm not sure we’re having a threesome rn. It’s to prep her holes for the bachelor’s party
you: oh
Him: Surprised she didn’t tell you she was getting absolutely wrecked next week
Your heart drops but your stupid little penis gets hard again. Next weekend was supposed to be your birthday dinner. A bachelor’s party? You know what happened the last time there was a bachelor’s party. Your wife competed with another woman to see who could suck the most dicks. Her reward was getting anally stuffed by your coworker and you weren’t allowed to touch her for months after (not because she couldn’t fuck, but because she got too addicted to anal with him to remember your existence). You finally just got your sex life back at the cost of having to hear her talk about him whenever you slide inside her, but you can’t help but think you might need her to go to this orgy. Your pathetic little cuckold boner depends on it.
