It's been a long, shitty day. You cant wait to get home an relax. Theres a bottle of wine in the fridge you are looking forward to. Your husband should be home as well. Hes been acting a little strange lately, but theres a growing tingle between your legs that you hope he can satisfy.
You pull into the driveway and let yourself into the house, dropping your stuff on the table as you come in. Your husband's car is in the drive, but the house is quiet.
You walk quietly down the hall. As you get to the bedroom door you hear your husband sigh. Then you hear something else, like a stifled whimper.
You gently push the door open. Your husband is standing there, facing away from you. His muscular ass on display. You hear the noise again and step into the room to look around him.
There, on her knees in front of him is a blonde woman. She has his cock all the way in her mouth and is deep throating him.
You must have made or noise or something, but the blonde woman opened her eyes and looked right at you. You notice that shes quite pretty. You are taken by her looks and only realize that you missed something when she stands suddenly.
She storms over to you and grabs you roughly by the neck, pushing you against the wall. "I asked you a question!" She shouts at you.
You look wild eyed at her, and to your husband. But hes just watching. You grab her wrists out of instinct. "I didnt hear you," you confess, looking at the floor.
She squeezes your neck just a little tighter. "I asked who told you that you could watch?"
"No one," you say softly.
"What was that?" She stares at you intensely.
You are lost in her eyes until she adjusts her grip on your neck. "No one," you say slightly louder.
"No one." She cocks her head. "And dont you think it's rude to watch people having sex?"
"Well, yes, I guess," you say.
"Then why are you?"
You look over her shoulder. "Hes my husband."
"But hes not having sex with you, is he?"
