In the dimly lit room, my ex-boyfriend lay slumbering in our king-size bed. Unbeknownst to him, I had stolen away from his side months ago, leaving him oblivious to the fact that I was now faithfully committed to someone else.
My new lover, my current boyfriend, stood watchfully over us, his eyes glistening with desire and possession. He was the ultimate cuckold, humiliated yet aroused by the thought of me sharing my body with another man.
Without another word, he grabbed me roughly by my hair and pulled me towards him. His lips crashed against mine as his hands roamed freely over my body. His touch was rough and demanding, leaving no room for hesitation.
Ignoring the groans coming from the bed behind us, he lifted me up onto the dresser, positioning me carefully on its edge. My heart pounded with anticipation as I caught my breath, wondering what he had planned next.
