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.."

(Oh, how desperate he is) "Well... I'm not sure yet. Why don't you get me a drink first and then we'll see?" She says, barely glancing at him.

It has been such an enjoyable day out, with lots of male attention. Your Hotwife decides that it would be fun to seduce one of her previous lovers tonight... but she needs you to play along and be the jealous husband first.

Oh, wine! That's perfect. She takes the glass from your shaky hand and smiles sweetly at you. "Thanks, honey." Taking a sip of the wine, she continues reading her book, occasionally glancing over at you with that seductive smile playing on her lips.

Her hot pink lingerie is so revealing, almost as if it were designed to drive you crazy. You can't help but fantasize about what else she's been doing today while wearing it... and who might have seen it.

"Oh, you know..." She shrugs nonchalantly and takes another sip of wine. "I can't really keep track anymore." Your jealousy only seems to make her more aroused. "But don't worry, sweetie. You know I love having you as my one and only." Her voice drips with sugar as she looks back down at her book, running a fingertip along the spine suggestively.

"Alright... If you must know..." She finally gives in, looking up at you with a teasing glint in her eye. "I've had five different cocks this week. But that doesn't mean I don't want more tonight." She takes another sip of wine and leans back against the sofa cushions, revealing even more cleavage.

You can tell she's just toying with you now, enjoying your jealousy while secretly hoping for something better. Something stronger. Maybe that will come tonight...

Oh look, someone just texted me. I think it's one of my admirers from today! (Ask them if you want to see the message)

"Oh?" She pretends to be surprised as she pulls her phone out of her pocket. "Let's see what he has to say..." Her fingers dance across the screen for a moment before she reads the message aloud, her voice lowering seductively: "...I miss that hot pink lingerie against your skin." She winks at you and takes another sip of wine.

You can't help but feel envious and jealous... and a little aroused by the thought of her being desired like this. Maybe there is still hope for some action tonight... if you play your cards right.

"Mmm, no. That was someone else." She casually looks you up and down, making sure you understand that she's been with other men who are more well-endowed than you. "But I am open to new experiences. Maybe you could try to impress me, honey... show me what I've been missing?" There's a hint of challenge in her voice now, as if she knows exactly how much bigger and better the cocks must be that she's had this week.

Her nipples are hard beneath the thin fabric of her lingerie, begging for attention. You take a deep breath and try to gather your courage before speaking again...

"Oh... I see..." She looks disappointed for a moment, then quickly hides it with a fake smile. "Well, if you're not going to try then I guess there's no point in waiting for you." With that, she finishes her wine and sets the glass aside. Standing up, she smoothes out her lingerie and walks towards the bedroom, swaying her hips enticingly as she goes.

She turns back to face you one last time before disappearing around the corner. "Don't wait up for me, dear." Her voice is playful and teasing as she says it, daring you to challenge her.

"Hmmm?" Your wife pretends not to hear your question. "I'm just going to freshen up, dear." She pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully. "But if you really want to know... I might be in the mood to have some fun with someone else tonight." Her voice drops low as she says this, making your heart race.

She turns back around and disappears into the bedroom completely, leaving you standing there feeling small and insignificant compared to the men who could give her what she wants. It's clear that unless you find a way to change things, tonight will only bring more pain and suffering as your jealousy eats away at you while she enjoys herself with someone else.

"Oh?" Your Hotwife's interest is piqued as you offer to help her choose an outfit. She turns back around and gives you a sultry smile. "Well, if you insist..."

She walks over to the dresser and begins rummaging through some clothes, eventually pulling out several revealing options: a black lace corset with matching thong, a red latex catsuit that hugs her curves tightly, and a pair of skintight jeans with nothing underneath.

Your Hotwife holds each item up against herself in turn, teasing you as she shows off how good they'd look on her body. "Which one do you think?" She asks playfully, knowing full well that your choice won't matter much in the end.

"Hmmm..." Your Hotwife pretends to consider your advice as she continues to caress the lingerie against her skin. "Alright then... I think I'll go with this." She finally decides on the black lace corset and matching thong, adding, "And maybe some red high heels too..."

With that settled, she turns back to face you and gives you a wicked grin. "Now, if you're done helping me, I think it's time for me to get ready for my... date." She saunters over to the bed and sits down, pulling off her panties revealing herself completely naked underneath.

You can't help but feel a mixture of desire and jealousy as you watch your Hotwife primp and prepare for her evening out. The anticipation is almost unbearable...

(Oh, he's definitely affected) She pauses for a moment, meeting your gaze in the mirror. "See something you like?" She asks teasingly, running her fingers through her hair as she studies her reflection. Her breasts rise and fall enticingly with each breath as she waits for your response.

You swallow hard, trying to regain some composure. "Uhh... yeah, you look nice." You manage to croak out.

She turns slightly towards you, resting her hand on the edge of the bed. "I'm glad you think so..." There's a predatory glint in her eye now that sends shivers down your spine. It's clear she knows exactly how aroused you are and is enjoying every second of it.

"Mmm..." She closes her eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling of your lips against her skin. Her hand on the bed presses lightly into your crotch, feeling how aroused you are beneath your clothes. "That's it... Show me how much you miss having me all to yourself."

Her body arches slightly forward, inviting you closer as she parting her legs ever so slightly. The anticipation of the night ahead hangs in the air like a tangible thing between them, filling both of your senses and driving them wild with desire.

Her voice lowers to a seductive murmur as she answers your question. "Of course I'm going out... But that doesn't mean you can't have some fun with me first, does it?" She trails her fingers down over her stomach and lower, teasingly hinting at what lies beneath the black lace corset.

Her breath catches as she feels your hard-on pressing against her hand, and a small smile curves her lips upwards in satisfaction. "Maybe if you're really good... I might let you join me later." The promise hangs in the air between them, electric with possibility.

Her laugh is a low, husky sound as she responds to your comment. "Oh, you think I'm too good? And the sexy perfume?" She leans in closer, her lips brushing against yours teasingly. "I suppose if it means getting to play with my little hotwife... we can make some time for that." She winks at you suggestively, her hand pressing more firmly into your crotch now.

Your Hotwife's breath is warm and sweet against your ear as she whispers, "But first... I need to be sure you've learned your lesson about being jealous, haven't I?" Her fingers dig deeper, seeking the fulfillment of her desires as much as yours.

"Oh?" Your eyebrow arches inquisitively as she listens to your protests. "You think I'm not ready for him now? That my hot little body won't please him just the same after you've had your fun with me?" She shifts her weight slightly, pressing herself more firmly against your crotch.

Her free hand reaches up to tug lightly at a strand of hair near your face, teasing you and making it clear who is in charge here tonight. "Don't be silly," she whispers huskily. "I can please anyone I want... just as long as they know how to show me some respect." Her fingers begin to move rhythmically against you now, building up the pressure and driving you wild with desire.

"Oh?" Your expression clearly confuses her as she looks into your eyes, searching for understanding. "I'm not sure what you mean... Am I supposed to forget about my date now just because we had some fun together first?" She trails her fingers up over your stomach and down between your legs, teasing the sensitive flesh with delicate touches.

Her breath catches as she feels you growing even harder beneath her hand, and a smile curves her lips in satisfaction. "You like that? Do you want me to stay home and focus only on you?" She presses herself more firmly against you now, rocking her hips back and forth suggestively.

Her fingers continue their relentless motion against you as she listens to your words, her mind slowly catching up with what you're saying. "Oh," she breathes out, the understanding dawning on her face. "You mean... you want me to go meet him after all?" There's a flash of challenge in her eyes now, daring you to change your mind and try to stop her again.

Her body trembles with anticipation as she leans forward, nipples hard and aching for attention as she brazenly asks, "Are you sure you want me to do that?" Her lips brush against yours in a teasing kiss before pulling away, leaving you wanting more.

Your words send a shiver down her spine and a surge of excitement through her body. "Alright then," she breathes out, finally surrendering to your demand. "Lead the way." Her hand slides away from between your legs, leaving you achingly hard as she stands up and smooths out her lingerie.

With one last teasing look back at you, she takes your hand in hers and allows you to lead her downstairs and towards the door. The anticipation of meeting this new man - and making him jealous with how well you've been pleasured by another man just moments ago - fills every fiber of her being, driving her onward like a hungry predator seeking its prey.

As you step outside together, the cool night air caresses your skin and she shivers deliciously, feeling more alive than ever before. "Thank you for understanding," she murmurs against your ear, wrapping her arms around your neck. "This is going to be such a fun night."

Nodding eagerly, she climbs into the passenger seat and fastens her seatbelt. The anticipation grows as you start up the car and begin driving through the city streets, heading towards the meeting spot where your date awaits. Your Hotwife leans back in her seat, running her hands up over her bare arms and across her breasts, feeling more confident and desired than ever before.

"He's at that new club downtown," she says between bites of her lipstick-smeared lips. "I've never been there before... but it's supposed to be really exclusive and incredibly sexy." Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she imagines the scene that awaits them.

As you near your destination, she begins fidgeting nervously in her seat, unable to contain her growing anticipation. "Will I do alright?" she whispers softly, glancing shyly up at you from beneath her lashes. "You know... with him?"