I am 18 and all participants and characters must be 18 . My kik is sexyprompts

"You're drunk." My wife giggles as I struggle to put the keys in our front door. The warmth the wine offered me keeps me from feeling the cold biting at my nose and cheeks. Her face and chest are flush. The black evening gown holds tight to her figure, the neckline plunging dangerously low. I eye her as I fumble with the door. I always feel underdressed next to her, even if she had chosen the sharp sports jacket and slacks I'd worn to dinner.

"What are you gonna do about it?" I tease, as the key finally inserts into the lock, but before I can fully open the door, she grabs my shoulders, turning me around and kissing me against the entry way. My hands slide round her hips, pulling her toward me, feeling her body pressed against mine.

The latch gives, and the door swings open, sending us crashing to the floor. I laugh as she rolls off me, laying in the entry way as we gaze into each other.

"Can you believe we've been married for 10 years?" I ask.

"Here's to 10 more." She leans in for a kiss, before pulling herself to her feet. "Hold on, I got you something." I slowly stumble up, closing the door as my wife runs to the bedroom. I sit on the couch, loosening my top button as she reenters the room holding a little black box.

"Happy anniversary baby. Go ahead. Open it." I slide the top of the box open. Inside is a phone. Nothing new or fancy, clearly previously owned. I give her a strange look unsure if there's a deeper meaning I'm missing.

"Unlock it." she smiles, devilishly, clearly expecting my confusion. I unlock the phone. The background of the phone features a beautiful younger woman looking seductively at the camera, wearing a strappy set of lingerie.

"Um... I- don't understand." I look up at her, as she gets down on the couch with me, straddling my lap.

"There's only one number in the phone. Only one photo. Only one reason to use it," she leans in close. "She's all yours. A little treat for you to keep for as long as she suits you." I look up at her in shock. She looks down at the phone in my hands, opening her contact.

"Go ahead. Call her. She's expecting it. I only have one rule..."

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What's the rule? Does the wife want to watch? Want me to film every detail? Or am I supposed to keep it a secret, tasked with hiding something she already knows? Maybe she only wants me to cum inside the other women, or forbids me from entering her pussy at all. Maybe there's more in the box; some device or toy that I'm supposed to use, or a hint at the bondage she expects.

Who is the woman? A stranger? A coworker or neighbor? A past lover, or secret crush I thought I'd kept hidden? How did my wife approach her?

I'd love to build an interesting arrangement to navigate. You could choose to play as the cuckquean wife, getting off on controlling my affairs with rules, or the new lover, stuck navigating this with me as we enjoy our lustful escapades in the confines set for us. Or both! Also the prompt says she only has one rule, but she can have as many rules as we agree upon. Send me a message with your kinks and limits if you're interested!