You close the large, oak door behind you. Making your way across the marble floor in our lobby, your high heels clicking loudly as you walk, entering the living room so you can dump your collection of newly acquired shoes and dresses.

Making your way to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of water, you notice the time on your watch, you're home earlier than you expected to be. Sipping the ice cold water, you realise you can probably squeeze in a quick nap before you have to start getting dinner ready.

Heading back through the living room, collecting your bags, you head back to the lobby and up the stairs.

As you climb the stairs, your ears detect an unfamiliar sound, though it doesn't take long for you to work out what you're hearing.

The unmistakable sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Followed by the sound of a woman moaning loudly in the depths of pleasure.

"Yes! Oh God yes! Fuck me Mr Price! Fuck me!"

You swallow deeply and make your way across the landing. The sound of your heels now absorbed by the plush carpeting. Your heart in your throat, you know what you're about to see. You knew I fucked other women, but you'd never been presented with the reality before.

You open the door and recognize my frame immediately. At 40 I was still in great shape. Large, hairy chest currently glistening with sweat, muscular arms, tight ass and thick thighs. At 6 foot 4 I obscured the woman beneath me, but you could make out her blonde hair, perky breasts and her black heels pointed at the ceiling above your bed.

Moments pass as I continue fucking this woman in your bed. Her moans loud and genuine, you knew how good I was, it didn't suprise you she was so loud.

Finally I look up and make eye contact with you. There's the briefest moment of slight shock, before, as I rest my hips on hers, my cock buried to the hilt in her, I sigh and look at you dispairingly.

"You weren't supposed to be home for another two hours! How dare you interrupt me!?"

Hi there!

So, hopefully it's pretty clear the scene I have in mind. You'll play my trophy wife, coming home to find my pounding my hot, young secretary.

The scene would develope with you showing outrage, but me reminding you of your place. My house, my money, my rules, etc.

I would keep my secretary in the room so she can watch me put you in your place both emotionally and sexually.

I'd like us to workshop your character to give her a believable reason for accepting this sort of treatment beyond the money and the life.

When the scene advanced to the sexual component there would be a lot of emotional abuse throughout, demeaning your character as well as very rough use.

Specific kinks include but aren't limited to misogyny, gaslighting, emotional abuse, rough sex (hair pulling, slapping, choking, etc), big but realistic cocks, multiple cumshots, cum play and more. I'm picturing the secretary being made to watch but if you'd enjoy writing a FFM scene we can discuss that.

No animals, nothing illegal.

I write in the first person. I try to match length and detail to my partner but a good length paragraph or two is ideal. Replies only a few words long and spelling mistakes kill the mood for me quickly.

We can talk here or on discord. "MjrMalfunktion" on there.

Looking forward to putting something together.

Lucas.