Painting

PaintingThis paint looked like cum-- I fantasized about it dripping off my body while I painted with it for about an hour, imagining it was cum from all the men my wife has ever flirted with. I didn't actually taste it but I sure as fuck felt it, exhilarated to squeeze the black nine inch roller as the white sticky liquid oozed all over my hands and dripped onto the floor. I was liberal and sloppy with the paint, letting it drip, imagining a Man putting His Cock inside Her, while I lay helpless in servitude.I celebrate my own ineptitude as the justification for breaking all the traditions and boundaries I hope she gets to break, because I think she deserves it.I was wearing my wife's rainbow striped thigh highs when she "caught" me. But she didn't say anything. She's seen me in full faggot mode before, looking at gay porn. Embarrassed and thrilled, I can't resist it. I asked her permission to watch a slideshow of big fat cocks, she said yes and I fell asleep wearing panties looking at magnificent cocks.I fucking love her. Wish I could say I love fucking her, but I unfortunately can't. I hope someone else can. I'm only able to say I fucking love her, which I do, immensely And I love wearing her clothes. Just like I love looking at cock. But where's the cock for her? It can't be my four inch apology. Besides her time alone, she needs time with a Real Cock. She's been very patient, for fucking years, and now it's only fair to give her what she so desperately needs.I haven't given her much to be excited about. I wear her clothes while she fantasizes about sex.And lots of it.To see her hooked up with the right man she can feel comfortable with would mean the world to me. Whether it's a man she's spent time with before, or it's a new man ready to take on my wife for himself, her happiness is what matters.Are you the One ready to satisfy her?Can you get hard? Can you keep it hard while you shove it in? She's a beautiful brunette, long legs, hot lips, She needs this. I'm grateful to be a part of her world and I want to see her satisfied. For any Men ready for that kind of a relationship, this could be it.How likely is it that you'll be fucking my wife? Let's put it this way: I'm looking at myself wearing exactly what my wife walked in on me wearing: nylon Cuddle Duds, pink hipster laced panties, rainbow thigh high socks with rainbow sneakers and I'm thinking... if my wife is this okay with my dressing like a faggot night after night, she must be open to the idea of getting rewarded for her patience and sacrifices.She deserves cock that measures a minimum of nine inches. I'm not being fantastic, I'm being real. She ain't gonna get off on less. Let If my wife were being a bitch and wasn't sucking your dick, you could just grab me by the hair while I kiss the tip of your cock and perform for you from there.If you were to fuck my wife, part of my job would be to welcome you and make you feel at home. I would be the one to serve you and my wife drinks.And it doesn't stop there. I'd cook dinner for two so you could enjoy a meal with her. I'd serve you both drinks. I'd wash and fold your laundry like it's my job.I'd volunteer to be the "other" bitch when she's too tired for a blow job or whatever. I'd cook you meals while she sleeps. I'd lick your ass, Baby.See where this can lead? I can lick your balls and ass daily. Fuck it, you could be sweaty from work, I'd lick all up down and around your balls, I'd kiss your feet, I'd serve you, I'd do anything you tell me to.This is how it needs to beLet's funk how real