The last full weekend we spent with my alpha, I was pretty a..
🕑 Added 2022-01-16 18:15:27 +0000 UTC
The last full weekend we spent with my alpha, I was pretty anxious before he got to the room. I naturally wanted everything to be perfect. Especially my pussy. So, with hubby watching, I gave my pretty little cunt one final shave.
I know it pains him to see me grooming it for another man. And the fact that I was already visibly wet as I did it probably didn’t help matters any.
So, after finishing, I did what any considerate wife would do in that situation. I led my sweet hubby by his hand over to the bed and let him eat it, of course!!! Over the years I’ve learned that keeping him involved, which I’m sometimes admittedly a bit lax at, is essential. And the earlier I do it, the better.
The Westin by the river on Dearborn is an absolutely perfect hotel for an established couple to bring their y0ung bull for a sexy weekend of playtime. We chose a room with two double beds… frankly, because it just didn’t seem fair to make hubby sleep on a pull-out sofa while my alpha and I got an entire king sized bed all to ourselves.
So, since traffic had my alpha running just a bit late on that particular Saturday afternoon, I pulled the comforter back on one of the beds, laid on my back and spread my legs wide.
“Baby,” I cooed in the sweetest, most angelic voice I could muster, “I don’t know if my pussy’s completely ready to take X’s huge cock just yet… and you know he’s going to want to be all the way up inside of it as soon as he walks through the door.” Appealing to his charitable nature, I finished my pitch with “I need that sexy mouth doing what it does best….”
Placing my index finger atop the hood of my cIit, I gently pulled upward, which had the unintended consequence of splaying my wet, swollen cunt even further open than it already was. It didn’t take Sherlock Holmes to deduce that I was far more ready for my alpha than I was letting on to my sweet husband.
“Jesus,” hubby exclaimed in response, “it looks plenty ready to me already.”
“Don’t be silly, sweetie” I replied giggling. “You know there’s no such thing as ‘too ready’ for what he’s packing. Now get your fucking mouth on this pussy,” I ordered teasingly. “I want to send him a video of you getting it all warmed up for him.”
Bottom line - Being a hotwife truly is a juggling act, but once you know how to make certain everyone’s getting their respective needs met, the dividends are absolutely priceless. And this past time was definitely no exception 😉
