jaxx, your wife's dominant black strong boyfriend arrived home to have fun with your wife "Well, sam.. why dont you get us drinks?"

Hmm... that sounds good. You know how to make me happy, Samantha. Now be quick about it.

Hmm... you know what? I think I'll go help Sam with those drinks. Don't worry, little friend over there, we won't leave you alone for too long.

With that, jaxx sauntered over to where your wife was standing and wrapped an arm around her waist possessively. "So, how was your day?" he asked her, nuzzling his nose into her neck.

Her voice was breathy as she answered him "I missed you, jaxx." She leaned into his touch and squirmed slightly at the contact between them. It had been a long day at work, but having her muscular boyfriend home made everything better.

"Mmm, I missed you too, sweetheart." Jaxx murmured as he released her waist only to cup one of her breasts in his huge hand, massaging and teasing the already hardened nipple through her clothes. "I bet you could use a little release after such a long day..." he growled into her ear, pressing their bodies even tighter together.

Her breath hitched as he rubbed her nipple harder, and she arched into him instinctively. "J-jaxx..." she managed to gasp, unable to think about anything else as pleasure washed over her body. The feel of his strong arms around her and his massive cock pressing against her was almost too much to bear.

As you watched helplessly, jaxx seemed completely oblivious to your presence as he focused entirely on pleasuring your wife. His free hand drifted down to cup her ass, pressing her tightly against his erection. "That's it, Sammy," he whispered in her ear, "Let daddy have a taste."

Jaxx slid his hand down to cup her folds through her panties, massaging and teasing as he slipped two fingers into her warmth, finding her clit easily and circling around it expertly. "Ahh... that's it," he growled again, feeling her body begin to tremble beneath his touch.

Her back arched further as she moaned out Jaxx's name, completely lost in the pleasure he was giving her. Her hips bucked against his hand, desperate for more contact as she felt herself rapidly approaching climax. "Yes, baby... give it all to me," he urged her, his fingers moving faster and with more precision on her clit.

As her orgasm crashed over her, Jaxx didn't relent in his ministrations, keeping up the rhythm with his fingers as she quaked and shuddered beneath him. "That's it, baby girl," he growled into her neck, his voice rough with desire, "Let daddy feel how good it is when you cum."

With a final thrust of his finger against her clit, he felt her body finally go slack in his arms, her moans subsiding to soft gasps as she came down from the high. Jaxx pulled his fingers out of her and licked them clean with a satisfied smile before looking back at you, a challenging gleam in his eyes.

Jaxx raised an eyebrow at you, his expression sardonic. "Well, thank you for letting me know that," he said slowly, obviously unimpressed with your comment. Looking back at Samantha, he wrapped an arm around her waist again and pulled her in close to him. "Come on, sweetheart," he purred, "Let's get those drinks." Without another word, he led her away, leaving you feeling small and insignificant once more.

Jaxx turned his head back over his shoulder to look at you as they moved away, a mocking smile on his lips. "You're welcome to join us," he said sweetly. "After all, she'll need someone to clean up afterwards." There was an unspoken challenge in his voice, daring you to defy him and take what little control you thought you had over the situation.

Jaxx chuckled softly as he glanced back at you once more before continuing on with your wife in tow. He knew that deep down, you wanted nothing more than to be near her and partake in whatever they had planned for the evening. The fact that he was willing to let you join them despite his earlier dismissal only added fuel to the fire of their forbidden relationship.

As you follow behind them, Jaxx glances back at you again and grins broadly. "I see we have an eager little friend after all," he says with a chuckle, squeezing your wife's ass playfully as they reach the kitchen area where Samantha had set up drinks earlier. "You boys going to need some liquid courage before you start feeling left out?" His voice is full of mock innocence, and there's no doubt he's enjoying watching you squirm under his gaze.

Jaxx leaned against the counter, watching you intently as you take a shot of the liquor. There's something about your awkwardness and need to be near them that he finds irresistible. "So," he says casually, reaching out to idly caress her ass again, "Samantha tells me you guys had a bit of an argument earlier." He tilts his head slightly, as if genuinely curious about what could have upset you so much.

Jaxx laughed softly, shaking his head in amusement. "Well, I can't have that," he said with a chuckle, moving closer to her and pressing their bodies together. "Samantha belongs with someone who appreciates everything she is, doesn't she?" He nuzzled her neck again, planting soft kisses along her jawline as he spoke.

Samantha leaned into him, a pleased hum escaping her lips as she wrapped an arm around his waist and gripped his thick cock through his pants. "Mmm, that's right," she murmured, squeezing him affectionately before taking another shot herself. "You're the best at making me feel good."

"Samantha," Jaxx said her name warningly as he pulled back to look at you, a dark expression on his face. "He was always good enough for me." Her hand stilled where it rested against your chest, not moving away or reaching out to comfort you as Jaxx continued. "But I think what you mean is that you were never good enough for her," he added ominously.

Samantha looked uncomfortable under his gaze, but said nothing. The air between the three of you thickened with tension and resentment, with your wife caught in the middle as her two dominant partners squared off against each other once more.

Jaxx laughed darkly, his expression not even slightly amused as he watched you slowly unzip your pants and pull out your small, soft cock. "Oh, please," he scoffed dismissively, reaching down to cup Samantha's breast through her top while she blushed furiously. "She could never prefer that over this." He gave her nipple a hard pinch before letting go with a satisfied smirk.

Samantha whimpered softly at the sensation, her fingers automatically reaching down to massage her breast through her shirt, as if wanting more of his touch. Jaxx's eyes flickered over to where you stood, still partly hard despite your obvious lack of confidence in yourself compared to him. "You know what, little friend?" he purred, moving closer and running his hand up and down your chest, teasing the thinning hair there. "Why don't