Love with lust? – 01 – A problem?

I was standing in the kitchen when my beauty came to me. She stopped near to me, kissed me my cheek and said softly: “I have a problem with your friend, Alex….he is after me…”

I smiled. “What you mean..”

“When he had a stiffy, he let me feel me it, pushed in against my behind…”

I looked in her eyes. “Hmm… that sometimes happens..”

She looked back. “I know, a stiffy happens…but…pushing it against my behind like he did? And there is more, the way how he looks at me…how to say it…is undecent… Peeking at my tits… my ass… ”

“It means he has a good taste… you are pretty… a cutie, I think..”

Her expression not really changed. “Yes I know. But…you are my man…..i like when you look like Lex at me, I like when you get excited, that’s normal, and I like to see that, feel that…it is ok…but he is your friend, our guest for a few days..”

She kissed me again, this time softly on my mouth.

“Hmm, don’t understand you completely, just looking, why not? Or does he do more than that, darling?”

“Yes.. he did. Yesterday he tried to touch…grope.. me here.” She pointed between her legs. “And kiss me.. not like a friend… but with this.” She showed her tongue.

“Hmm… and…”

Her eyes fashed naughty, I so much like that…. “You asshole, you perfectly understand me. I think he is a horny guy, maybe attracted to me…. and wants more….. I love you being horny, having a big dick with me, fucking me with it, dumping your come in or on me…feeding me… ”

“Yes…”, I agreed with her. “You are my love…and my cumdump….”

“A little bit degrading..” she answered. “But that’s you…. your perverted mind…. it flatters me, love you…”

“Then, what is your problem, darling?”

She took a deep breath. “Yes, what is my problem? I love you, love be taken by you whenever you want….”

“Submissive?” I interrupted her smiling.

“No, that’s love for me, darling… and don’t interrupt me.”

She took a new breath. “I can understand your friend Lex… divorced because his wife, a slut that fucked every man she liked, in a way I pity him. I can understand he thinks I am pretty… understand he is horny… like most man… I understand his needs, not his behaviour…. He is our guest, I am not his date. Damned, I even like him….feels I want to help him with his urges.. But…I don’t want, when I married you, we made the commitment that we always had sex together…no more solo, always together…”

“And that was a good deal, darling. I love seeing you playing with yourself..” I laughed. “Gets me hard….so most time I ends with…”

She interrupted me. “… fucking… And the same with you jagging of yourself….think I have more interesting ways to let you come…you are a horny bastard…my horny bastard, love you and don’t want lose you… but…”

She sighed…. “I pity your friend, he is attractive, handsome, a nice guy, alone now maybe has a good size between his legs… When he pushed it against my ass, it felt good, so good… When he tried to grope me, frech kiss me, I almost allowed that, wanted it….