[AaronT1]

Originally Posted by Jess From The Midwest

Earlier this year I found out my husband was sleeping around with a friend of ours. Obviously, I was really hurt, and then fuck up enough, jealous! I wondered why I wasn't good enough anymore, so I stepped things up and did things I wasn't really comfortable with, just because I knew it was stuff that he was into. I realize now, it was just him seeing how far he could push it.

This is going to sound horrible, but it wasn't long before I realized I was just being used, but somehow that just made the sex that much better. After a few months, he moved out of the house and in with the said friend, though that end our fuck sessions. Unlike our 20+ years of having sex, we were fucking for the first time. It was dirty, raunchy, rough, and often daring. The kind of passion that made pornos feel at home.

Last week he took me out to a nice dinner, and was being really sweet... I'm not going to lie, it was a huge turn off. He ended up telling me he wanted to move back home and make things work out. I quickly struck down the notion, and told him I thought we should end things completely. I could tell it hurt him, and that sent tingles to all the right places. I swear, if I would of so much as touched my pussy I would of exploded right there.

I left him at the table teary eyed, but his eyes werent the only thing wet. I started my drive home but only made it about two block before pulling over and rubbing on out on the side of a semi busy street, lucky it was raining and dark.

You missed an opportunity to turn him into a doting Cuck. He would have served you and even brought you new Cock. He would have licked your freshly filled pussy.

He would have been your servant.