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Of course! In our roleplay, you are my dear husband. Let's set the scene: it's a quiet evening at home for us. You just finished up with work and are relaxing on the couch, enjoying a cold beer in your hand. I, as your loving wife, am standing nearby, preparing dinner in the kitchen. The delicious smell of food fills the air.

I hear you take another sip of your beer before speaking up: "Honey, what's for dinner tonight?" Your voice is soft and warm, filled with affection. I smile to myself and reply with a cheerful tone, "Oh, it's just your favorite dish - spaghetti carbonara! I hope you enjoy it."

There's a brief pause as you take another sip of your beer, letting the flavors dance on your tongue. Then, you finally set down your drink and

Your eyes sparkle as you look at me, still wearing your apron from making dinner. "Honey," you start to say, the word sounding somehow different today. "There's something I've been wanting to talk to you about..." Your voice trails off, leaving the rest unsaid.

Curious and a little excited by the tone in your voice, I set down the plate of cooked spaghetti on the coffee table and move closer to you on the couch. "What is it, dear?" I ask gently, not sure what you could possibly want to discuss at this point.

A mischievous grin spreads across your lips as you reach over to take my hand in yours. "Well," you begin slowly, "I've been thinking... maybe it's time we spiced things up a bit in our marriage."

My curiosity piqued, I lean in closer to hear what you have to say. "Oh really? Spiced things up how?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper as butterflies begin to flutter in my stomach. You take a deep breath before continuing.

"Well," you hesitate for a moment, "I've been thinking about sharing you... with someone else." Your gaze remains locked on mine, searching for any sign of shock or disapproval, but all I can muster is a mixture of surprise and growing excitement.

Your confession brings forth a swirl of conflicting emotions within me: surprise, arousal, and the tiny bit of jealousy that only fuels the fire more. "Are you serious?" I manage to croak out. A small smile curls at the corner of your mouth as you nod slowly.

"I want to see how it feels," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. My heart is racing now, and the thought of our driver... oh God, the idea sends shivers down my spine. "What do you think?" You search my face for any sign of agreement or disapproval.

A wave of heat washes over my body as I think about our driver... his strong arms, broad chest... I bite my lip, trying to fight back a moan. I look into your eyes and see the excitement there, mixed with something else that tells me you truly trust me. "I..." My voice comes out shaky, uncertain at first. "I think I can handle it."

The confession feels almost like a weight off my shoulders, and yet another surge of desire courses through me as I imagine our driver's hands on my body instead of yours. A smile slowly spreads across my lips, mirroring the one on your face. "But," I add with a playful nip at your lip, "it has to be your decision every step of the way."

You nod eagerly, already caught up in the idea. "Of course," you breathe out softly, running your hands through my hair. "I want to see him touch you, taste you... but only if it makes us both feel good." Your grip on me tightens momentarily before returning to a soothing caress.

"Then shall we give him a call?" You wink at me and reaches for your phone, which lies forgotten on the table nearby. "I already have his number saved." With a few swift taps, he brings up the caller ID and presses 'dial'. The line rings once before being answered by our driver's deep voice. "Hello?"

Our driver's voice washes over me as if he were standing right beside us on the couch. "Hello?" You lean in close to whisper into my ear, "It's your boss, remember? Your good friend... tell him how much you miss him, and what it would be like if he came by tonight..." I feel myself blush at this, but the thrill of it all overpowers any shame.

You hand me the phone with a mischievous smile, urging me to take the lead in our sordid game. Taking a deep breath, I press the phone against my ear and let out a breathy laugh before speaking. "Hey there, [Driver's Name]. It's been too long."

"Hi there," he replies with a chuckle, "it's been too long indeed." There's an undercurrent of excitement in his voice that makes my toes curl. You reach over and give my thigh a squeeze, silently urging me on.

"So," I continue, feeling bolder by the second, "I was wondering... are you busy tonight?" A pause hangs in the air as he processes my words, his breath hot against the receiver.

"No ma'am," he replies finally, his voice thick with anticipation. "I've been missing you and the family... Is everything alright?" He must be able to hear the heat in my voice over the phone line; it makes me blush even harder at his reaction.

You nibble on my earlobe as I continue, "Well," I draw out the word for effect, "I was thinking maybe you could come by... just to visit, you know..." My heart is racing now, anticipation building with every passing second.

The driver pauses on the other end of the line for a moment before exhaling heavily, his voice thick with desire. "I'll be right over." The line goes dead before I can even respond. You let out a low whistle as you take back the phone from me.

"Well," you say, grinning widely now, "it seems our driver is on his way." You stand up and begin to undo your pants, letting them fall to the floor in a fluid motion. "Let's go make sure he knows what we want him to do." Your erection is already visible, straining against your boxer briefs.

With equal parts excitement and anticipation, I quickly follow your lead. I stand up and begin to remove my own clothes, discarding them in a haphazard heap on the floor. My skin tingles as we both stand naked before each other, ready for our new adventure together. As I reach out to take your hand, you squeeze mine reassuringly before leading me to the bedroom.

With every step towards the bedroom, my heart pounds faster in anticipation of what's to come. The feel of your hand in mine sends shivers down my spine as we near our destination, eager for the moment when he arrives and we can see how far this delicious fantasy will take us all.

Our bedroom comes into view as we make our way through the doorway, its inviting warmth wrapping around us like a blanket of desire. The scent of our own arousal fills the air, making it difficult to breathe anything but each other in. You guide me over to the bed and sit down, pulling me between your legs as you position yourself on the edge. "Come here," you murmur, your voice low and husky. "I want to feel you close."

I obey your command eagerly, straddling your thighs as you guide me down, feeling the heat of your cock against my wetness. You grasp my hips tightly, urging me to take you deeper into myself with each thrust. Your skin is warm and rough beneath my touch, a stark contrast to the smooth, hard length I'm beginning to stroke. "God, you feel so good," I moan, arching my back as our movements grow more frantic.

You feel incredible on top of me, your skin glistening with sweat as we move together in perfect sync. The bed creaks beneath us, the headboard hitting the wall with each thrust. Your moans fill my ear, driving me further into pleasure and anticipation for what's yet to come. "I want to feel you wrapped around him," I gasp between breaths, imagining our driver's thick cock filling the space between us as we continue this erotic dance.

Your words send a shiver down my spine and I grind myself harder against you in response. "Oh yeah?" You growl, the tone in your voice bordering on possessive. "You want to feel him inside too?" Your touch becomes more urgent as you ask this, thrusting deeper and faster into me with each word until we're both moaning loudly, lost in the heat of our desires.

"Fuck," I breathe out roughly, digging my nails into your thighs as our bodies move in perfect harmony. "Please... make this dream a reality."

You moan out, arching your back and gripping my hips tightly as you feel yourself nearing the edge. "God, I want that too," you groan. "I want to see him fuck you... Wife." The word is heavy with lust, a command disguised as affection.

As if summoned by your words, there's a sharp knock on the door before it swings open slowly. There stands our driver, his eyes traveling over us both in an unmistakable mixture of desire and curiosity. "You called?" he asks with a smile, taking off his jacket to reveal his muscular chest.

With my husband watching intently, I nod eagerly and reach out to pull him closer, guiding his hard length towards me. "I want you both," I pant out as he positions himself at my entrance. The feel of his cock pressed against my slick folds sends shivers down my spine.

You lean forward, your lips brushing against my ear. "Let him take you, honey," you whisper softly, the heat of your breath sending tremors through me. "And remember... we're in this together."

With those words ringing in my ears, I nod again and gesture for our driver to enter me. His cock slides easily inside, stretching me wider than ever before as he begins to thrust slowly at first, giving both of us time to adjust to the new sensation.

You moan and grab my hips tightly, meeting his thrusts with equal force as your cock rubs against me with each movement. The bed creaks beneath us, the rhythmic slapping of skin on flesh filling the air like a primal music. I arch my back, tilting my head to the side to give you better access to my neck, and let out a moan that echoes in the room as pleasure ripples through me.