You’re my wife, and you’re there when i wake up. You tell me i have to be quiet, your new boyfriend is still resting in our bed. It’s a good thing i spent the night on the couch waiting for you last night -- when you guys got in, you couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom. You hardly rested last night, you couldn’t stop fucking and you lost track of how many times he made you cum. You’re sore everywhere...your jaw, your pussy, your ass -- but it was so worth it and you can’t wait to do it again.

By the way, you saw some of my friends out last night in a club; you didn’t speak to them ...

You’re my wife, and you’re there when i wake up. You tell me i have to be quiet, your new boyfriend is still resting in our bed. It’s a good thing i spent the night on the couch waiting for you last night -- when you guys got in, you couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom. You hardly rested last night, you couldn’t stop fucking and you lost track of how many times he made you cum. You’re sore everywhere...your jaw, your pussy, your ass -- but it was so worth it and you can’t wait to do it again.

By the way, you saw some of my friends out last night in a club; you didn’t speak to them but it was obvious from their shocked expressions that they saw you...you were hard to miss, you were at a VIP table, sitting on your boyfriend’s lap with his hands up your dress, making out. So you’re guessing that all of my friends will know about my wife’s boyfriend before long.

This is going to be a regular thing from here on out, several nights a week, so i should probably get used to it. I should also start spending nights on the couch every night. You’re gonna take a shower, i should make breakfast for you and your boyfriend; when it’s ready, i can bring it to the bedroom on a tray and serve you in bed. If the door’s locked and i hear you moaning, though, i should probably fuck off for a while.