Becoming My Wife's Slut

I was having an unusually slow day at work when my wife sends me the following text:

"Honey, I need you home right away. There's no time to talk!"

I tell my boss that something has come up at home and leave right away. I speed home, my mind frantic at what could be wrong. I rush in the front door to find my wife standing in our living room in thigh high black stiletto boots, black lace panties and a black lace bra. She orders me not to talk, to get my clothes off an

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