I needed something different. Something more. So I invited D..
Added 2025-06-21 00:00:32 +0000 UTCI needed something different. Something more. So I invited Dante over—a youthful, muscular black man, half my age and hung like a dream. I wanted to feel desired… dominated… devoured.
I waited in my pink bedroom, dressed to be unwrapped—black heels, a tight, clingy bodysuit, and nothing underneath. The way his eyes devoured me the second he walked in? God, I was dripping before he even touched me.
And when he did touch me… every inch of my body lit up. Dante made love to me like he owned me—slow at first, then deeper, harder, better than I ever imagined.
Afterward, we curled up on the couch, but my body still wanted him. I couldn't help it—I started kissing him again, teasing his chest, straddling his lap... and just like that, we were lost in each other all over again.
But the best part?
My husband was watching the entire time.
