I just had the biggest quarrel with my husband, and I’m so angry at him that I really don’t care about our area code rule. Usually, since he’s away so much, we say it’s not cheating if we’re not in the same area code. This way, when we are apart from each other we can still have our needs met. But this time things are different, and to help me scratch this naughty, spiteful itch, you could open up your phone’s dial pad and call me right away for some cheating wife phone sex! I’m so dying to discuss all the deviant things we can do, right here in my marital bed, all while hubby is off at the barber’s getting his thinning hair cut, or off at the country club swinging a golf club.
I’m not waiting for him to go away. I want to be naughty. I want to break the rules. I know I’m normally submissive, but rules are meant to be broken, right? There’s no fun if you’re not risking punishment. So why not break my vows? Trust me, with what that man said to me in a fit of anger, I deserve to have fun, and he deserves pie in his face. Creampie, to be exact. Your cream in my pie, all over his face when he gets home, just to show him who the fuck he thinks he’s talking to like that!