I didn’t ask you if I could do it, I just did it. I pulled you into the bathroom, putting my hand over your mouth. You had invited me and a few other workmates around after work, as we were planning to all go out for dinner with the group. Everyone from your family was home, including your husband.
Your mother was in the kitchen making the family dinner, your younger sisters were in their rooms on the Internet. Your brother was out the back practising on a punching bag. Your father and your husband were working on the restoration of a project car in the garage. You were in the bathroom, getting your asshole filled and stretched by me.
I knew this was what you liked. You had accidentally sent me an email at work that that was intended for your husband. Your husband and I share the same first name. Easy mistake. The email contained information about your fantasies and what made your cunt wet.
You loved being treated like a nasty little cock whore. You love getting forced and having your asshole filled by a nice thick juicy cock. You love being held down, a hand around your throat, while you get threatened. You loved the idea of getting fucked by other men while your husband was around, without him actually knowing.