Texts With Hubby 834
Are you gonna be my little faggot tomorrow night?
I want to be your everything tomorrow night.
That’s sweet. But I just need the faggot side of you tomorrow.
Why? What’s up?
You’re gonna suck cock for me. Then hear me get fucked.
Yes. Just hear me. Because you’re gonna be blindfolded the whole time.
I thought Johnny was out of town until next week?
He is. It’s not gonna be Johnny. He’s a new guy.
Why do you want me to wear a blindfold?
Because if you saw him I’m pretty sure you’d probably recognize him, and I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. Or him.
Who is he?
A guy you’ve met before.
I know him?
Kinda. You’ve seen him before.
Well, I don’t want to give too much away. He’s agreed not to talk or say anything while you’re in the room, and you’re never gonna see him. So it doesn’t really matter.
I’m not sure I’m very comfortable with that. Who is he?
You don’t really need to know that right now.
What does he know about me?
He knows that you’re my PussyBoy.
How much does he know?
He knows you like to suck cock.
But I don’t.
That’s not what your little penis told me last time Johnny was here.
That doesn’t mean anything.
I disagree. I think it told me everything I need to know.
I have no control over that.
Your little dick got hard. Like rock hard, while you were sucking Johnny cock. That’s not nothing. Even Gina thought that meant something.
This guy, does he know where I work?
No. But he knows what you do.
Give me some clues.
I like it better you not knowing who he is.
For a lot of reasons. For one, I love the idea of us going to some charity event sometime, and you knowing that there’s a man there that has had his cock in your mouth, and that fucked your wife… but you have no idea who he is. Wouldn’t that be deliciously exciting?
No really, no.
Oh don’t be such a little faggot. Have fun with it.
Please. Tell me who he is. Just a few clues. Please.
Ummm… okay. He’s white. You’re shocked by that, I’m sure! I’ve been with him a few times. And he likes the idea of making you suck his cock.
How did you meet him?
Actually you and I met him together at a charity event.
We went to a lot of those last summer.
One here in town?
And you’ve already had sex with him?
When? The first time?
Like about a week after. He called me.
How did he know your number?
I gave it to him that night.
How did that happen?
He was flirting with me when you were off talking to some of your friends. He made it pretty obvious that he wanted to get inside my panties.
Have you ever told me about him before?
No. I thought he was probably just gonna be a one time thing.
How many times have you been with him?
Like five times.
The first time was at a hotel. The other times were at his place.
Is he single?
No. He’s married.
Does his wife know?
Oh God no. She’s like totally tame. He said she’s totally lame in bed.
That sounds kind of dangerous, doing it at his place.
I love a dangerous fuck. You know that. Besides, she’s like a software manager and is always gone.
Can I think about this first?
I already did that for you, sweetie. You think it’s a great idea.