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He held my hand while I watched. Watched the man before me look at my body, inspect me, sort of. My husband had brought him home from work with him. He was a tall man, this stranger to our house. My husband is not tall. My husband is barely taller than me. But this man towered over both of us. He reached forward and unbuttoned my top button, pulling my collar back and exposing my soft skin there. He smiled as he saw the swell of my high, full, firm breasts. I am justly proud of them. They drive my husband crazy when he wants to touch them I will not let him. But I had no such games in me tonight. I was already breathing raggedly as I wtached this man that was going to own me, use me, and fill me with his essence.

With a single downward motion, his powerful hand ripped the rest of my buttons open, fully exposing my breasts that were not covered by a brazier. My husband had asked me to remove it just before he and this man arrived home. It was the condition he had asked for when I, after several years of his begging, instructed him to bring home a person of his choice to fuck me. His eyes had gone wide when I used the ‘F’ word. I had never used that word before in his presence.

My husband’s eyes were glued to my half naked body now. His surprise at the stanger’s hand ripping my expensive blouse open caused him to suddenly wonder if he had brought the right man home. The stranger reached inside the top of my skirt, and in a single jerk, ripped it open, removed it, and dropped it. Then he looked down his nose at my husband as if to say, “Like that? Wait until I fuck your little white whore wife, you little white pencil dick!”

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