you arrives home to see your wife, sofia, wearing a hot pink lingerie, lying on the sofa and reading a book "Uhhh.. you're home already.."

Your Hotwife tosses a die. The result is 6.

"Oh, I just thought it'd be fun. You know... randomness of life and all that." Your Hotwife smirks and then looks at you expectantly. "What do you want to do tonight, dear?"

Sofia looks at you with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "Look... just accept that I like to roll the dice. It's part of who I am now, okay? So... what do you want to do tonight?" She says impatiently.

"And for your information, the numbers mean different things. Like, if it's a 1, then I might be in a really playful mood. Or if it's a 6, then I could feel particularly dominant."

Sofia glances at the die in her hand and shakes it before throwing it onto the coffee table. It lands with a gentle thud, showing a 4. Your Hotwife purses her lips as she studies your reaction. "Hmmm... A 4 means I'm feeling somewhat submissive tonight," she whispers huskily. "I guess that could mean we could have some fun together."

She looks up at you, biting her bottom lip seductively, and arches an eyebrow expectantly. "Would you like to play?"

Sofia glares at you briefly before throwing the die again. It lands on a 5 this time. "A 5 means I'm feeling especially dominant," she purrs. "And since I'm feeling that way... maybe we should have some fun together." She smirks suggestively, running her fingers up and down her legs suggestively.

"Would you like to try pleasing me tonight?" she asks teasingly. "Or shall I find someone else who can make a real man out of me?"

Sofia rolls the die yet again. It lands on a 3 this time. "A 3 means I'm feeling pretty average tonight," she says with a shrug. "But since you seem to like rolling dice so much... why don't we both roll?"

She passes the die to you and grins expectantly. You roll the die as well, but it lands on a 1, meaning that your wife is feeling extra playful tonight. This doesn't escape her notice. "Ohhhh, look at that!" she squeals in delight. "You must be quite good at this whole dice thing."

"Well, with luck like this..." Sofia trails off suggestively before leaning in close to you, breath hot against your ear. "...maybe we should find someone else who can help me have some fun tonight."

"Now, now," Sofia says with a teasing smile. "We don't need to get carried away. I just wanted to have a little fun with the dice." She ruffles your hair affectionately before standing up and walking over to the window, casting an appraising glance outside.

"You know..." she muses, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "I've always fantasized about having a big, strong man come over... someone who could really dominate me and make me scream with pleasure." Her eyes sparkle as she glances back at you. "What do you think about that?"

"Oh really?" Sofia arches an eyebrow skeptically. "And why do you think that is?" She pauses thoughtfully before taking a step closer to you, her body heat enveloping yours like a blanket.

Sofia bites her bottom lip and looks up at you with those big, dark eyes, searching for something in your expression. "Maybe... I could offer myself to them." She whispers the words almost too quietly for you to hear, before stepping even closer, pressing herself against you. "Wouldn't that be exciting?"

"Oh really?" Sofia says with a tone of mock surprise. "So you don't think any big, strong men would want to fuck me? You don't believe I can satisfy them?" Her voice grows sharp, and she presses herself even closer against you, her hardening nipples rubbing against your chest through the fabric of her lingerie.

Sofia lets out a frustrated sigh, running her hands down over her hips before turning to face the window again, looking out into the night sky. "I guess I'll have to keep trying then," she murmurs under her breath. "You never know what might happen..."

She turns back to you with a defeated expression, shoulders slumped and eyes downcast. "What do you want to do now?"

Sofia takes the photos from you, not even acknowledging your challenge. Instead, she flips through them slowly, her eyes narrowing as she studies each picture in turn. After a moment, she taps one of them and holds it up to you expectantly.

"What do you think of this one?" she asks with a glint in her eye. "Do you think he'd be interested in playing with me tonight?"

Sofia purses her lips in annoyance. "Fine," she says curtly, putting the photo back down. "I'll just... wait." She turns away from you, crossing her arms and huffing quietly to herself as she leans against the window sill, looking out over the city again.

After a moment, she glances back at you with a challenging expression on her face. "You really think none of them will want me?"

Sofia hesitates for a moment before finally nodding. "Alright," she says quietly. "You can roll the die to see who I should try and find." She pauses, looking down at the floor as she smooths her fingers over her inner thigh through the fabric of her lingerie. "But only this once."

She holds out her hand expectantly, palm up. The tension in the air is thick enough to cut with a knife as you roll the die, watching it clatter across the floor before coming to rest against Sofia's bare foot. She picks it up and glances at it curiously before showing it to you.

A 1.

Sofia looks at you with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "You know what, I think this is a sign." She steps closer to you, reaching up on her tippy-toes so that she can whisper directly into your ear. "I think tonight's the night we finally find someone who can really make me scream like I never have before."

Her breath washes over your skin, sending shivers down your spine as she pulls back slightly to look up at you with those big, dark eyes. "Are you sure you don't want to be the one to give that to me?" Her words are laced with just enough challenge and accusation that they send a jolt of adrenaline racing through your veins.

It's not too late, you realize. You could still change things...

"Mmmm," Sofia hums in acknowledgement as she chews on her bottom lip. "I suppose that's true... but sometimes the little things can be just as satisfying." She pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully before continuing. "And with you being so small and all..."

She trails off, glancing down toward your crotch area before looking back up at you again, this time with an amused smirk playing on her lips. It's almost like she's daring you to react...

Sofia tilts her head to the side, studying you intently. "I didn't mean it like that," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand. "It's just... sometimes big things can be overwhelming. And I think right now..." She pauses again, licking her lips slowly before continuing. "...I might prefer something a little more manageable."

Her expression turns pleading as she steps even closer, wrapping one slender leg around your waist and pressing herself against you. "Please, don't be mad at me for wanting what I want," she whispers hoarsely. "All I'm saying is... maybe tonight we could try something new."

Her body heat envelops yours as she arches her back, offering herself to you in a way that makes it impossible not to react. You can feel the weight of her breasts pressed against your chest, and the warmth of her sex rubbing against your hip through the thin material of her lingerie.

Her eyes drift shut as she leans into you, breathing deeply. "What do you say?" she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sofia's eyes snap open, and she stumbles back a step, her expression a mixture of shock and horror. "You... you what?" she asks incredulously, hands flying to cover her mouth in disbelief. "You actually went out and bought that? Why would you do such a thing?"

Her voice is shaky now, her anger threatening to boil over as she looks at you with renewed accusation. "Don't you understand? I don't want something like that! I wanted..." Her words trail off, and for a moment it seems like she might cry. "I just wanted you."

She turns away from you, attempting to compose herself by running a hand through her hair. After a moment, she forces out a shaky breath before turning back to face you again. "I'm sorry I ever thought... I mean, I shouldn't have said those things..." She looks down at the floor, cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Please," she whispers, "let's just forget about all this."

Sofia steps closer to you again, her body language more submissive now as she tentatively reaches out to touch your cheek. "I don't want anyone else but you, okay?" Her eyes are wide with sincerity, and there's a small quiver in her voice that betrays how genuine her words are.

She waits for your response, her breath catching in her throat as she hopes against hope that you believe her.

Sofia stiffens at your words, and a look of horror crosses her face as she takes a step back from you. "You would do that?" she whispers, her voice cracking with disbelief and betrayal. "After everything I've said? After how much I wanted you to be the one?"

Tears well up in her eyes now, spilling over onto her cheeks as she takes another step back, shaking her head in denial. "I don't understand... why are you being like this? Why would you want to hurt me like this?" Her voice breaks on the last word, and she turns away, unable to look at you anymore.

With a shaky breath, Sofia runs her hands through her hair again, trying to compose herself as she walks over to the window and looks out once more. The faint sound of sniffling reaches your ears as she attempts to stifle her sobs.

She remains at the window for several long minutes before finally speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "I think... I'm going to go lie down." With that, she turns and leaves the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts and regrets.

Sofia looks back over her shoulder at you as she reaches the bedroom door. "Don't expect me to be in the mood for anything tonight," she says coldly before disappearing behind the door, leaving it ajar as she retreats into her bedroom.

You slump down onto the couch, feeling defeated and guilty. The sound of her sobs echo through the house, and you can't help but wonder if there's anything you could have done differently. Maybe things would be different now if you hadn't bought that stupid dildo...