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When I told my husband I was going to become a part-time escort, he was stunned. He tried to reason with me at first, but eventually, he had no choice but to accept my decision with a condition, that he will be accompanying me everywhere ensuring my safety.
When my clients took me to fancy hotels, my husband would wait outside the room, listening to everything. My moans and the sound of my clients's thighs slapping against my ass could be heard through the door. It must have been torture for him, thinking about whats happening to me inside that room and not being able to see it, but he never complained. It wasn’t easy for him, but he did it because he loved me.
There were times when we needed something during a session like condoms or lube. like this particular one i posted. I'd call him in, and he would come, trying to keep his composure. But seeing me being a complete slut, staying in positions like these, totally under control of another man, that will be too much for him. His eyes would fill with lust and confusion. I saw him struggling to make a decision between leaving the room giving us privacy and unzipping his pants, start masturbating, embracing the humiliation. Sometimes, he will Start stroking his dick standing in a corner accepting defeat from witnessing what's been happening to his wife behind those closed doors.
I started noticing changes in my husband. He seemed more supportive, more present. He would hold my hand tighter when we walked together even with clients present, and sometimes after a session, we exchanged glances that said more than words ever could.
Our relationship were evolving. The circumstances forced us to confront our feelings and communicate. My husband's presence became a comfort to me during the sexual whirlwind i had with my clients, a constant reminder that no matter what happened, he was there for me.
Cuckolding tested our marriage, and it made us stronger. We learned to navigate our new reality together, finding balance between secretly being a slut spreading legs for men in hotels and resorts for benifits, and being an innocent family woman devoted to husband and family in front of society. through it all, my husband remained by my side, as my pathetic cuck, my guard, my partner, adapting and growing with me every step of the way.
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