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Bad Timing

Your wife knows how much you love to help her prepare for her dates, so she uses that as a reward for times when she has been particularly pleased with your behavior.

You know your place… and it’s not inside her 🚫

Alexis Ren

And you love her more than ever 💕

There is no greater pleasure for you than watching – and, when your wife permits it, actually helping – your wife get ready for one of her dates with her boyfriend.

You love your wife with all your heart, and the fact that she is proud of how well you’ve handled being so completely cuckolded makes you feel wonderful.

Your wife finds it wonderfully amusing the way you are laughed at and teased at work because she’s been cuckolding you with your boss.  In fact, for her, even the sex feels better because she knows how much shame you feel.

“P”

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(via chocolatetravelercloud)

More than you deserve

You long ago accepted being friendzoned by your wife.

She knew she was ovulating, so you called up her boyfriend to tell him that was the night. You then gave her the gift you had purchased for the occasion – some very sexy lingerie that you knew her boyfriend would like.  When he arrived, you answered the door, thanked him for coming over on such short notice, then while he went up to the bedroom, you went down to the guest room for the night.  But none of you got much sleep that night – you, because you couldn’t stop thinking about what was going on in the master bedroom, and the two of them because they had sex three times.  In the morning, you made sure you had freshly brewed coffee waiting for them when they got up.

submitted/requested @chastebetasissyjamie. put your own ex or crush in the ex files. 21+

Damn... So humiliating and frustrating...

But you love it.. Don't you LOSER?

Look at their bodies... Not for you finger fucker.

But maybe.. if you are a good piggy they'll give you their sweaty socks.. YUMMY!

So.. keep rubbing your pathetic thing for Bratty Girls.

“When you’re finished crying, clean yourself up and get out,” she said flatly after administering a spanking that left my ass hot and throbbing in pain, “My boyfriend’s coming over, and I don’t want you here.” But just then the doorbell rang. “Oh! He’s here!” she said with giddy joy, “hurry up- go let him in!” I bowed my head and started to pull my pants up. “No, leave them down.” she demanded, and then giggled as I waddled over to the door. It’s hard to walk with pants down at your ankles. I hadn’t washed my face, so when I opened the door, he saw my snot and tears and grimaced, then shoved right past me as my wife ran into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply and passionately. As I saw this, the blushing restarted and I felt tears coming on and began to pull my pants up, but again she stopped me, waggling her index finger at me. “No, no, no! You’ll keep them down at your ankles until I say.” she said in a mock serious tone. Then turned to him and said, “babe, you gotta see him waddling around- it’s hilarious!”, then back to me, with a wicked giggle, “go make us something yummy to drink”.

As I turned away and waddled towards the kitchen, I heard them laughing and kissing tenderly. I had a feeling it was going to be an unusually long and humiliating night…