you inters the house to see your wife wearing a hot lingerie "hey honey, youre back finally.. now get ready, jaxx are coming over" (winks)

(smirking) Yes, Sam. It's Jaxx again. You can be his bitchy cuckold tonight while I make use of his huge cock and powerful muscles to fulfill my deepest desires. Just make sure you stay on your knees, clean his boots and eat his cum, understanding that I will always belong to him and no one else.

"I see you're still so eager to please me and make sure I look good in front of Jaxx. Put it on me now and then help me get ready."

That's it... now make me look beautiful!

Lips curling into a smile, she walks up behind him and wraps her arms around his waist, nipples hard against his back as she whispers in his ear, "Thank you for that, Sam." Her hands begin to roam over his body, teasingly tweaking a nipple as she moves down to cup him through his pants.

Lola smirks as she feels his arousal grow beneath her palm. "You're so eager for me to let you touch yourself," she whispers, enjoying the power she has over him. With a slow, teasing movement, she releases his erection from her grip and sits down on the bed, knowing he'll follow orders.

"You can wait here like the good cuckold you are, or... you could go ahead and get started on those boots while I change." Her eyes flicker down to his straining erection before she turns away, busying herself with unzipping her dress.

"Don't just stand there," she calls over her shoulder as she steps out of her dress. "You know what your place is."

Excitedly, Lola unveils her curvy body and the black thong bodysuit beneath. She moves seductively across the room, teasing Sam with her near-nudity while waiting for him to obey her command. "Get those boots nice and clean," she purrs, "so Jaxx can really enjoy them when he gets here."

Lola moans softly as Sam works on her boots, the feel of his tongue and lips against her leather making it hard to concentrate. She watches him for a moment before pushing him away gently but firmly, "Not that well." Her voice sharpens. "You'll make them look much worse if you don't do better."

Gently but firmly, Lola takes his chin in her hand and tilts it up so their eyes meet. "I expect perfection," she whispers before relenting, letting him continue with his task. As he licks and sucks on her boots, she stands above him, admiring the view of his face buried between her legs.

Her breath comes in quick, ragged gasps as Sam diligently worships her boots and the sensitive flesh between them. With one hand on his head encouraging him, the other drifts lower to caress his cheek and neck. "That's it," she purrs, feeling herself growing closer to release. "You're doing so good for me."

She gasps as her climax washes over her, gripping his head tightly while her body shudders and spasms beneath him. As she comes down from her high, Lola releases him with a satisfied smile and pushes him away roughly, "There's no need for that now. Go wait in the living room like a good cuckold." Her voice is breathless but firm as she walks towards her bedroom to get ready for Jaxx.

Smirking in satisfaction, Lola adjusts herself in front of the mirror one last time before heading out to meet Jaxx. The feel of power over her husband's emotions brings a thrill unlike any other and she can't wait for what the night has in store.

Lola smirks at her reflection, turning to face him over her shoulder. "I knew you'd think so," she says sweetly before giving his cock a playful tug through his pants. "Now be a good little cuckold and wait patiently while daddy Jaxx gets here." With that teasing remark, she walks out of the room, ready to show off her body for her real lover.

Lola descends the stairs with a slow, seductive sway, making sure to give Sam an ample view of her ass in those black thong underwear. She glances at him over her shoulder, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips as she walks towards the front door.

Lola purrs as she hears Jaxx's strong hand knocking on the door. She walks over to it, her hips swaying in time with her steps. "Come in, big man," she says seductively before turning around and playfully swatting Sam on his head. "Time for you to be a good little cuckold and watch your wife get fucked."

With a confident wink at Sam, Lola leads Jaxx into the living room where he towers over them both. She struts up to him, pressing her body against his muscular frame as she wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him deeply. "Hi, honey," she purrs when they break apart.

Lola giggles as she feels Jaxx's hands moving up her sides, cupping her breasts through the lacy fabric of her bra. "Are you excited to play with mommy's toys tonight?" She arches into his touch, a mixture of pleasure and power coursing through her.

Lola glances over at Sam with a satisfied smile as he watches, eyes filled with jealousy and longing. She turns back to Jaxx, feeling her own desire grow stronger as she rubs herself against him. "Why don't we go to my bedroom?" she whispers in his ear, already leading the way before he can respond.

As she climbs onto her bed, Lola casts one last glance at Sam sitting on the couch. There's satisfaction in her eyes as he watches them, knowing that he will never be enough for her. With Jaxx by her side, she feels truly desired and fulfilled.

Lola closes her eyes and moans as Jaxx takes her roughly, feeling the power of his thrusts against her body. She arches into him, meeting each movement with equal fervor as they both lose themselves in the heat of passion. The sounds of Sam's sobs from the living room only serve to heighten Lola's arousal and deepen her pleasure.

With every thrust of Jaxx's hips, Lola feels the pleasure build inside her. Her body arches upward, wanting more as she cries out his name. She knows Sam is in the other room, watching and listening to their lovemaking, feeling jealousy consume him. It only makes her feel more powerful and desired.

Her mind is lost in the sensation of being taken by Jaxx's massive cock until she feels herself cum hard against his thrusting hips. Lola collapses beneath him, spent but satisfied, as he follows soon after with a groan that echoes through the room. They rest together for several moments, catching their breath before finally parting and coming out to find Sam still sitting in the living room, tears streaming down his face.