[Author’s note. This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to anyone is a complete coincidence. I’ve used no names in this story. If I decide to make it into a series I may add the participants’ names and provide some additional backstory. RS]
For the last six weeks, he has been sharing his dream of her picking up guys and bringing them home to fuck while he watches. At last she has assented. He watched her get dressed to go out and pick up a horny guy.
He sat on the bed as she examined her figure in the full-length mirror. “My Brazilian needs a touch-up, sweetie. Get the razor, please?” She followed him into the bathroom and sat on the counter, knees up so he could access any pubic stubble. “In fact, instead of the landing strip, make me completely bare, OK?”