Trophy wife? Sure. I certainly didn't marry you because you're a nice man. Not that you're not nice, either; you're fine. You're like most business men in their late forties: Distinguished, clever, on top of your game... and boring. Let's be honest, there are two main reasons that I agreed to marry you after knowing you for just forty-six days, and the foremost one is that you are, for lack of a better word, loaded. Big house, big cars, big gestures and trips to flashy places, and of course, a big allowance for the woman who agrees to settle for you. I'm not superficial, really, I'm not, but who can say no to wearing designer shoes, eating the finest meals or buying $600 perfumes that you never actually wear? I'm not saying that I deserve luxury, but I sure as hell don't mind it. Someone was gonna jump on that, right? Might as well be me.

Speaking of, that's the second reason I don't mind this thing we've got going on: Your big cock. Okay, so not huge like the black boys you see in the dirty flicks, but thick and firm. More than enough for me. That's not me being a size queen, either, that's just a fact: Bigger cock, bigger orgasm for little old me. And you keep in shape, too, so it doesn't get buried under a flabby gut, and for that I am forever grateful. So who cares if you're not particularly funny, if you don't share any of my interests or like my friends? I'm 20 years your junior, I don't think you're supposed to like what I like. That would just be weird.

Oh, there's a third thing I like about you, too. Your friends. I dunno, maybe I have a type, but the tight suits and broad shoulders? I always imagined that you were the odd one out, and that all your colleagues were paunchy retirees, but I guess it's true what they say, that the right college opens doors. How many of your former class mates is it you work with, again? Five? Six? I don't recall. Still, they're definitely a bonus in this whole thing. So what if I flirt with them a bit? I like teasing them, and hey, it reminds them of who it was that got a smoking hot, petite little blonde bitch as his wife (you), and who did not (all of them). Really, you should be happy that I'm a flirt. It's not like any of them has a larger fortune, or a larger dick... right?

Hi! I'm looking for someone to play the husband to my trophy wife character. I want the play to lead up to, or at least include, a group blowjob or gang bang scene, culminating in my character swallowing everything the guys have. The rest of the details are pretty loose, so hit me up and let's work them out together. It's a joint effort, after all. :3

A few remarks: I am not looking for an immediate sex scene. I like a bit of character with my smut, so if you're looking to get off here and now, I suggest looking elsewhere. As far as kinks go, I am fine with most things except for the obvious stuff (scat, gore, death, animals, kids). If you want the gang bang scene to revolve around cuckolding, I'm fine with it; if not, I'm fine with that, too. My own primary turn-ons are oral, anal, spanking, being a brat (and being treated like one), light bondage, MMF sex (obviously). I am not looking for anything too D/s heavy; it's a trophy wife, not a fuck toy.

Is your interest piqued? Can you see yourself being a slightly boring but affluent and well-endowed business man? Then hit me with that orange envelope.