This roleplay has a theme of infidelity and cheating. If that isn’t for you, no worries. Thanks for visiting!

As was the custom during the winter season, the suburbs went all out decorating: Lights, blow-ups, Christmas trees, and more bedecked the streets while families walked up and down, looking at the scene.

During the neighborhood Christmas block party, my wife, as was her custom, stumbled off into her typical drunken stupor with her girlfriends. Barefoot Red or White, it didn’t matter. One sip of that shit, and she was off to the races like Lightning McQueen with her groupies tagging along with her, sharing the town’s gossip. She was ditzy. Our marriage was headed for no where, and frankly, she married me because she thought I was safe. In reality, I was just sick of being walked over, used, and ignored.

You must’ve sensed it, because soon enough you asked to use our restroom. Then, you were rummaging through my wife’s closet, finding her cozy, comfy, and warm Christmas jammies, knowing full-well that your curves filled them out in a way my wife’s never could.

And in them, you found me. The “slut” my wife always warned me about, you were there, standing right in front of me, wearing her pajamas—no.. owning her pajamas. You were smug, arrogant, and just knew you were better. So, as you handed me my matching set, there wasn’t much I could do to say no.

Kinks: my kinks vary, but typically include cuckolding, cuckqueening, cheating, comfy clothes, big dicks, big ass, big tits, big big bigggg, lol.

Limits: Bathroom, beast, raceplay, noncon, violence.

Reach out with your age, sex, and kinks!