My Hotwife Journey Pt 55
“I sent Hubby to suck my bull's cock”

You know, in real life, my hubby is that guy. The alpha. The leader. The one who walks into a room and commands respect without even trying. His mates look up to him, people gravitate toward his charisma, and he's always been the one calling the shots. Strong, confident, unshakable.

And yet, behind closed doors? He's my obedient little cuck, ready to serve in whatever way I demand.

That contrast? It makes me so fucking wet.

It’s funny how things evolve, isn’t it? When I first met my hubby, he was as vanilla as they come. But over the years, watching me embrace my sexuality, watching me get pleasured by other men, something inside him started to shift. At first it was just watching. Then it was helping and now…

So last Friday, my bull and I were chatting. He was messaging me, telling me how fucking horny he was, how he'd love for me to come over and sort him out properly. Normally I'd jump at the chance, but being a breastfeeding mum means my schedule isn't always my own. I told him I couldn't make it tonight… but then I had an idea.

I told him I'd send hubby instead.

The second those words left my mouth, I felt that familiar rush of power. So when hubby walked through the door after work, showered, changed, and kissed me hello, I didn’t waste any time. I told him that he better not get too comfortable.I gave him the address, told him to make sure my bull got what he wanted and sent him on his way.

It was a  45-minute drive. I sat at home, my pussy tingling, imagining what was about to happen. My phone buzzed when he arrived. Then about five minutes later, another message: “Done.”

Just like that.

It wasn’t until he rang me from the car on the drive home that I found out the details. Hubby had walked into his office, and my bull was already waiting behind his desk, pants off, cock out. Not a single word was spoken. Hubby simply dropped to his knees and sucked him off until he came.

At the same time Hubby was telling me what happened my phone vibrated in my hand. I couldn’t believe it. My bull had recorded the whole thing and sent it to me. Watching my husband’s mouth working another man’s cock, knowing I’d ordered him to do it… now that is something I would not forget. Something that had me basically, soaked through my shorts.

When hubby got home, I rewarded him the way he deserves. I wrapped my hand around his cock and jerked him off while he told me every detail. He was so hard, so needy, so proud to have pleased me.

This is what our marriage looks like now. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.