My Wife 2 — Please Bang

But tonight is different. Tonight isn't a stranger from a bar. Tonight is Tom .

“He’s going to be here in ten minutes,” she whispers. “And I want you to watch him unwrap me.” Please Bang My Wife 2

“Nervous?” she asks.

If you read my last post, you know the setup. The first time was an earthquake. It shattered every fragile, protective casing I had built around my ego. Watching her— my Sarah—lose herself on a stranger’s lap wasn’t supposed to make me hard. It was supposed to make me angry. Jealous. Traditional. But tonight is different

She walks over, takes my hand, and places it between her legs. She’s already soaked. “He’s going to be here in ten minutes,” she whispers

“I want to watch you choose.”

It’s the sound of my wife moaning a name that isn’t mine—while I hold her hand.