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this wasn’t supposed to happen. it started as a dumb little fantasy we joked about. he said he liked the idea of me being with someone else, said he’d just watch and stroke his cock in the corner. we both got off on it when we talked about it. but when it actually happened, it hit different. i met the guy on an app. picked someone rougher, older, someone who wouldn’t care about the boyfriend watching from a chair. he came over while i was in nothing but a robe. i looked over at my boyfriend and he gave a tight little nod like it was okay. i was already wet before the guy even touched me. the first thing he did was bend me over the couch and finger me hard, sloppy, fast. i moaned loud on purpose. i wanted my boyfriend to hear it. wanted him to see me dripping for someone else. he stood up and started stroking himself like we planned, but his face was tight. jaw clenched. eyes stuck on the way the other guy’s hands gripped my ass. when he fucked me, it was brutal. loud slaps, deep thrusts, no buildup. he spit on my pussy and shoved it in like he owned it. i was screaming. not for show. real moans, shaking legs, soaked thighs. my boyfriend was still sitting there, jerking off, but he wouldn’t look me in the eye anymore. i came so hard my legs buckled and he didn’t even stop. just flipped me over, held my wrists, and kept pounding. told me “you’re his girl, huh? not tonight.” i didn’t say anything. couldn’t. just took it. my boyfriend didn’t say anything either. when the guy came in me, it was messy and fast. he pulled out and left like it was just a job. the room felt weird after. my boyfriend didn’t cum. he just sat there. i showered alone. he didn’t speak for the rest of the night. but the next morning, he asked if we could do it again.