Présentation de l'éditeur
I don't believe I have ever held an erection as long as I have those first few evenings when my wife would inform me that she was going to see him. I would read erotic stories about slut wives or watch porn while she was out, and knowing that my wife was somewhere that very moment involved in similar indiscretions, would make them real stories about her. I favored porn clips where the women had some similarities with my wife, similar physique, similar hair color & length, similar tit size, and so when I watched them it was as if I had discovered a hidden sex video involving my own nasty wife in action.
It was also extremely arousing to watch my wife dress for her nights of uninhibited, lust fulfilling sex. Getting a visual of the surface clothes and enticingly sexy undergarments that he would soon be removing fed my fantasy with much welcomed details while she was gone. She went on a shopping spree for sexy bras and panties and I knew they were primarily for his pleasure, but anything she wanted to do to make him want to fuck her even more or vice versa was fine with me. And when she was ready to leave, my wife would walk up to me, looking very beautiful and incredibly desirable, plant a loving kiss on my lips and then with a naughty girl gleam in her eyes lick her own lips seductively, squeeze her tits together and sway her hips in a slow grinding motion, signaling her intentions that she was on her way to be another man's hot willing slut and would return to me only when he was done using her. She would usually guide my hand down to her cunt to show me how excessively wet it had already become just thinking about the cock that would soon invade her.