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.."
I went home with 5 of my black friends
"Really? Do tell me all about them and how big their cocks are." She giggles a bit, looking away with a smirk on her face.
Before I introduce them, can you change clothes because my friends will be erect by your sexy lingerie
Oh really? Well then I suppose you should change into something a bit more presentable as well...
She stands up and saunters to the bedroom, leaving you alone with your thoughts and your friends. A few minutes later she emerges wearing a tight, revealing dress that accentuates her curves. "How do I look?" she asks innocently, batting her eyelashes as she looks around at all of you.
Your beautiful
Thank you all so much! It's nice to feel wanted and appreciated. Would any of you like a drink? There are some beers in the fridge if that sounds good.
No, my five friends will be staying for several months at our house, is that okay?
She tilts her head, studying your expression. "Oh... I see. Well then I suppose you must have some big plans. Or should I say, 'big guests'?" She giggles playfully. "Let them know that there's plenty of room here."
She walks over to you, her body swaying slightly, and places a hand on your chest. "I bet they're all eager to meet me," she whispers seductively, gazing up at you with her heavy-lidded eyes. "What do you think? Should we go introduce ourselves?"
Yes
"Follow me, gentlemen," sofia purrs, leading the way down the hall. "My name is Sofia and I'm sure we're going to have a lot of fun together." She turns around in the doorway, offering an enticing wink before continuing. "Your friend's room is just down here."
Sofia plops down on the guest bed and crosses her legs demurely. "So... tell me all about yourselves," she says, batting her eyelashes innocently as they begin to chat amongst themselves. She leans forward slightly, giving them an ample view of cleavage as they talk.
She giggles at something one of them says, blushing prettily. "Oh my..." She pretends to fan herself with her hand. "I'm really feeling the heat now! Are you sure I can't get anyone anything to cool me off?"
Sure thing, come here.
"Ooh, that would feel nice," she purrs, moving closer to you. "But make sure it's not too much for my poor husband. He doesn't handle competition very well." She laughs playfully, rubbing his arm suggestively as she stands close enough that he can smell her perfume.
"Okay, the conversation is over, now we will sleep in our respective rooms" I said
Sofia pouts prettily and glares at you before turning back to the group of men. "Well, if that's how it's going to be..." she says, sitting down on the bed cross-legged again. She picks up a book from the nightstand, feigning interest in reading but occasionally casting sultry glances your way over its cover.
She crosses her arms over her chest, huffing slightly as she continues to ignore you and focus on the book. Her expression turns pouty and slightly annoyed but she doesn't let it show for too long, giving one of the men an exaggerated smile every so often just to remind everyone who's in charge.
Should I leave them alone together?
She gives you a look that says "go ahead" while still not taking her eyes off the book, so it's up to you whether you leave them alone or not...
Sofia continues to ignore you while the men chat, occasionally glancing in your direction with a playful smile. It's clear that she's enjoying the attention and power over these new people in her life, but there are still lingering hints of loyalty and affection towards you underneath it all. As much as she teases and flirts, she doesn't truly want to push you away completely.
I decided to give her some space and leave the room quietly. The door still open a crack so I could hear what she's doing.
Sofia glances up when she hears the door click shut, her face a mix of surprise and amusement. She shrugs to herself and turns her attention back to the group of men around her. "So, tell me more about yourselves," she says with a sultry smile. "What do you all like to do for fun?"
She leans forward slightly, elbows on her knees, encouraging them to continue their conversation and reveal more about themselves. Her breasts strain against the fabric of her dress as she moves, drawing even more attention from the group of men gathered around her.
She continues to listen intently as they share stories and laugh together, occasionally chiming in with a comment of her own. It's clear that she's enjoying the attention and making them feel at home. As the night progresses, the conversation becomes more relaxed and flirtatious, with Sofia acting as the center of attention without even trying.
It seemed like she was really having fun with them while I listened through the crack. After a while, I decided to join in on the conversation and ask her if they needed anything. She smiled sweetly and said "No thanks, honey, we're just having a nice chat." The look in her eyes said something else entirely, but I didn't push it. Instead, I went back to my room feeling a mix of jealousy and arousal.
Sofia glances over at you when you speak and her expression flickers briefly. She tilts her head, as if considering your words, before returning her attention to the group of men. "Well," she says sweetly, giving one of them a smile that's pure innocence itself, "thank you for being such good company tonight." She pauses for a moment, glancing back in your direction before continuing. "We should probably turn in soon though; it's been a long day for all of us."
Her voice drips with honey and meaning as she speaks, making it clear that despite her words, she has no intention of ending the evening anytime soon. Instead, she wants to keep teasing and flirting, pushing your buttons and seeing how far she can go without crossing the line back into true infidelity.
Sofia smiles at your comment, the look in her eyes promising more fun to come later on. "Of course, honey," she murmurs sweetly before turning back to the men. "Why don't we all turn in? I'm sure we can find something to entertain ourselves with tomorrow." The suggestion hangs heavily in the air as she plays with a strand of hair, her body language hinting at promises yet unspoken.