**”Watching Ruby Take Control”**

I never thought I’d be here—naked, hard, and kneeling beside the bed while my wife Ruby rides another woman right in front of me. But here we fucking are.

Ruby and I had been married for five years, and our sex life had always been good—until she met Zoe. Zoe was everything I wasn’t: confident, dominant, and fucking unapologetically in charge. The first time Ruby brought her home, I knew things would never be the same.

It started with teasing—Ruby would flirt with Zoe right in front of me, letting her hands linger too long, whispering things in her ear that made me throb with jealousy. Then came the night Ruby sat me down and told me she wanted more.

“I want Zoe,” she’d said, her fingers tracing circles on my thigh. “And I want you to watch.”

So here I am, cock aching between my legs, as Ruby straddles Zoe’s lap on our bed, her perfect ass bouncing just inches from my face. Zoe’s hands grip Ruby’s hips, guiding her as she grinds down onto her fingers.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so wet for me,” Zoe purrs, sliding her fingers deeper into Ruby’s pussy.

Ruby throws her head back, moaning, her tits bouncing with every movement. “Yes, just like that,” she gasps, her nails digging into Zoe’s shoulders. Then she turns her head, locking eyes with me. “You see how she fucks me better than you ever could?”

My cock twitches, dripping pre-cum onto the floor. I can’t help but stroke myself as I watch Ruby’s tight little cunt swallow Zoe’s fingers over and over.

“Pathetic,” Zoe chuckles, noticing me jerking off. “Look at him, Ruby. He can’t even touch you—just sits there like a useless little cuck.”

Ruby smirks, sliding off Zoe’s lap. She prowls toward me, swaying her hips, her pussy glistening with arousal. “You want to taste her on me?” she asks, pressing her thumb against my lips.

I moan, opening my mouth, sucking her fingers clean. The taste of her mixed with Zoe’s touch makes my cock pulse.

“Good boy,” Ruby coos, before turning back to Zoe. “I think he needs to see how a *real* woman fucks me.”

Zoe grins, stripping off her shirt and undoing her pants. She’s wearing a strap-on, thick and veined, and my mouth waters at the sight. Ruby bends over the bed, presenting her ass to Zoe, spreading her cheeks to show off her wet, needy hole.

“God, you’re gonna ruin her for me,” I groan, stroking faster.

“That’s the point,” Zoe growls, lining up the toy and pushing into Ruby with one smooth thrust.

Ruby screams, arching her back, her fingers clawing at the sheets. “Oh fuck! Yes! *Fuck me*!”

Zoe pounds into her, hard and deep, her hips slapping against Ruby’s ass. The sound is obscene—wet, sloppy, and relentless.

“Look at her,” Zoe snarls at me. “She’s never gonna want your tiny dick again after this.”

Ruby reaches back, gripping Zoe’s wrist, her whole body trembling. “Make me cum!” she begs. “Make me forget *him*!”

Zoe obeys, fucking her harder, faster, until Ruby’s whole body locks up. She shrieks, her pussy clamping down around the toy, her thighs shaking.

“That’s it, baby,” Zoe pants, pulling out just as Ruby’s orgasm hits. “Now let him clean you up.”

Ruby turns, her legs still weak, and motions for me to come closer. “Lick me,” she orders.

I don’t hesitate. I bury my face between her thighs, lapping at her dripping pussy, tasting Zoe’s strap-on, Ruby’s cum, everything. It’s humiliating. It’s fucking *perfect*.

Ruby grabs my hair, forcing me deeper. “That’s *all* you’re good for now,” she moans.

And as I kneel there, covered in her, jerking my aching cock, I know she’s right.