You Know You’re A Cuckqueen

You Don’t Want Him To Stop

You always know there is a new girl at his work when he would come home smelling like them.

It drove you wild knowing that they could never resist him.

You wondered how many of the girls had a boyfriend or husband at home, and if the girls knew about the others in the office he was fucking.

You’d suck his dick on nights like this, hoping to get a taste of them off his cock.

Rubbing your clit and begging him to tell you the details of how he fucked them. You’d always orgasm as he described where he came. Imagining every last detail and etching them into your memory for later use.

Oh Mandy, married 3 months, already unhappy with her man’s performance in bed, I asked her how things were going, she said “Just Okay”, I had her near my desk and stood, nervously she asked, “How is your wife doing”?

My reply as I put my hand under Mandy’s pleated skirt and inside her panties was, “Mandy, Do you know what I think? I think you like when I talk about my wife while my fingers are inside your pussy. It would make you feel guilty if it didn’t make you feel so wanted. You love that I think of you while I fuck her, and that I would risk everything just to feel you again, to rip your panties off and fuck you over my…