Here's Your Drink, Honey. I'm Taking This One Into The Guest Room For Him. Don't Wait Up For Me.

Your girlfriend, your sister, their two besties, all of them have been checking their dresses again and again to see if they looked as outwardly sexy as they wanted to be for the party, for the four black boys they had invited over. You envisioned your role at the party, being like a maid for all of them, serving drinks and whatever any of them would fancy. Like last time. Last time, one of the black boys had even fucked your girlfriend in your own room; at least he used a condom, you saw two used condoms in your room after they left. But she told you … that she’s still your girlfriend.

I want a cuckcake so badly. I'd go shopping with her and we'd both dress up in the same outfits. My boyfriend would then decide who looks better in each outfit. The loser doesn't get to cum for the rest of the week. Of course, she would win, because she's just so much prettier and more feminine than me. 🥺 He'd compliment her and point out every tiny detail that makes her look sexier than me.

To make it worse, our little competition would get her horny and she'd make me service her in the changing room. I'd have to eat her out and make her cum, knowing that I won't orgasm during the next days.

Your wife is going to New year’s Party at company

I can help Paige Spiranac with her zipper...

It was a little perturbing hearing her fuck buddy wanted to take your wife to a family wedding and show her off as his girlfriend. But she smirked chastising you that this is what you wanted. And besides, any guy who fucks her that well deserves to show off his girlfriend. As a cuck, you couldn't challenge that premise credibly.