Caitlin sighed as she stepped into the dimly lit bedroom, her eyes heavy with exhaustion after a grueling day at the office. Her husband, Eric, had already changed into his comfortable pajamas, lounging on the bed and scrolling through his phone. She knew he'd had an equally tiring day, and the weight of their shared stress hung heavy in the air.
"Hey, babe," she said softly, her voice laced with fatigue. "Rough day?"
Eric looked up, his gaze immediately softening at the sight of his beautiful wife. "Yeah, it was kind of a crappy day. But seeing you makes it all better." He patted the spot next to him, inviting her to join him.
Caitlin smiled, her shy nature momentarily overshadowed by her desire to comfort her husband. She sat beside him, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders, and leaned in to kiss him gently. "I have an idea to help us unwind," she whispered, her breath warm against his neck.
Intrigued, Eric responded with a playful grin. "Oh yeah? What's that?"
Caitlin's fingers trailed down his chest, her touch was like electricity as she began to unbutton his pajama top. "I know you've been curious, haven't you? About seeing me with someone else." She paused, her dark brown eyes flicking up to gauge his reaction.
Eric's breath hitched, his curiosity piqued. "Yeah, I... I guess I have. It's just a fantasy, though. I know you'd never actually play into that."
"Well, tonight, I want to make that fantasy come alive," she purred, her voice taking on a sultry edge. "For you, my love."
Eric's heart raced as he realized what she was suggesting. "You want another man? Here? Now?"
Caitlin nodded, "What if I've already let him take me while you were at work?" her hand now stroking his growing erection through the fabric of his pants. Eric's breathing intensified. He couldn't tell if she was serious.
Or maybe she was just that good at playing into the fantasy.
"I want to see you watch me get fucked, Eric. I want to make you hard, make you jealous, and then I want to make you come like never before."
As she spoke, she unzipped his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. Her delicate fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him slowly, expertly. "I want to be a dirty slut for you, Eric. I want to show you how much I love pleasing you."
Eric groaned, his body betraying his desire to resist this unconventional proposition. "God, Caitlin. I... I don't know what to say."
"Shhh," he said, putting her index finger to his lips. "You don't have to say anything, baby," she whispered, her lips brushing over the head of his throbbing member. "Just let me take care of you."
With that, she stood and removed her clothes, revealing her fit figure and perfect D-cup breasts. Her nipples were already hard, anticipating the pleasure to come. She repositioned herself on the bed, spreading her legs to offer him a glimpse of her glistening pussy.
"Imagine me with another man, Eric," she whispered, her voice laced with desire. "A man named Edward, with a thick, hard cock."
Eric was slightly confused. "Edward? You gave your fantasy man a name?"
A soft moan escaped her lips as she began touching herself just thinking about it. 'Mmm. What? It's not a fantasy?"
Eric was speechless. He thought to himself, 'There is no way my wife has really done something like this with another man. Right? "Keep going," he begged.
Caitlin smirked. Her fingers circled and rolled over her clit.
"Mmm ... Mmm... Oh, Eric. He's pounding me from behind, making me scream his name and pulling my hair as he fucks me against the wall."
Eric's eyes widened as he pictured the scene she described. Caitlin's hands roamed her body, her fingers teasing her nipples and sliding down to her wetness. She moaned softly, her breath catching as she pretended to ride an 'imaginary' lover.
