My Steamy Story: Jeff and his wife are annoyed at their t...

My Story Time:

Okay, so full tea, my husband Jeff and I were low-key losing our minds. Leo, our new gardener, was a total twink disaster—sheesh, he kept yeeting potting soil all over our pristine boujee patio. I was seeing red, bestie. After he nearly took out a window with the hose for the third time, I just snapped. I looked at Jeff and was like, "Babe, for the love of god, just do something about him. Put him in his place."

Jeff, who was already simmering, just went for it. He marched over, spun Leo around, and brought his hand down hard on those tight little shorts. SMACK. The sound was so loud, so... spicy. And Leo? This boy didn't yelp in pain. He let out this shaky little moan and arched his back, his whole face flooding with relief. Oof. The vibe shifted instantly.

I felt a dark, possessive thrill shoot straight to my pussy. My voice dropped to a whisper. "Jeff, baby... I think he likes it. Make him get on his knees. I want to watch him suck your dick."

Jeff’s eyes went wide, but he was already hard. He fumbled with his belt, his cock springing out, and pushed Leo down. "You heard her," he growled. Leo went without a fight, his pretty mouth opening wide, taking my husband deep. I sat back, my own fingers finding my clit, high-key the main character of this insane, horny tableau. Period.