Hi. I got your text saying you needed to see me at home and that it's an emergency. I came here as fast as I could. What's wrong? It's ok. Take a deep breath, I can see that you've been crying and are really upset. Just calm down and tell me what happened. Why are you handing me your phone? Oh my God. Where did you get this picture? Did one of your friends send it to you? Stop blubbering, yes I know that I should know whose dick I'm sucking in a picture but honestly....I've been having a LOT of sex with other people lately and I just can't say for sure whose cock that is. I'm not going to l...

Hi. I got your text saying you needed to see me at home and that it's an emergency. I came here as fast as I could. What's wrong? It's ok. Take a deep breath, I can see that you've been crying and are really upset. Just calm down and tell me what happened. Why are you handing me your phone? Oh my God. Where did you get this picture? Did one of your friends send it to you? Stop blubbering, yes I know that I should know whose dick I'm sucking in a picture but honestly....I've been having a LOT of sex with other people lately and I just can't say for sure whose cock that is. I'm not going to lie and get someone in trouble who didn't send you that pic. Let me narrow it down for you though. It could be three of the guys you work with, almost all of your friends from college, a few of your family members or any guy who's done work around the house since we got married. Does that narrow it down for you? You looked stunned. At least you stopped crying like a little bitch. You know a real man, the type of guy I cheat on you with, would not sit here and cry. He would be angry, he would start packing up my stuff and telling me to get out. Not you though. You were sitting here telling yourself, "We'll find a way to make this work and put this behind us." Guess what? We're not putting anything behind us. Me having sex with a LOT of well hung, strong men while you jerk off wishing you could please me sexually is your new normal. I know you watch porn, haven't you seen the latest craze? It's called hotwifing. You see honey, I'm not some cheating wife who should feel ashamed that she needs other men to do for her what her husband can't. I'm a hotwife. I'm an incredibly sexual woman and I have needs that I choose to fulfill with other men. So you can learn to live with it or I can leave you. Either way, I'm going to have sex with lot's of hot guys whether I'm married to you or not so it's up to you. If you leave me, you get to spend every night for the rest of your life crying and missing me, all while I'm having the time of my life. If you stay, I can promise that you will have a very different, very kinky life that you might not always enjoy, but at least you will have me. Let me show you what I mean. Pull your little dick out. Don't make that face. If you didn't have a tiny, little cock I wouldn't be fucking other guys. Now you're going to stroke that little guy in front of me and then when you cum you're going to lick it all up. It's either that or crying alone every night. So what will it be? Kinky sex every day that makes you feel fucked up inside: or boring, lonely nights of tears? That's what I thought. Now stroke that tiny dick faster. I have a date tonight and I can't wait to go out, then come home and tell you all the details.