Jamie lay in bed, scrolling through his phone, the glow of the screen illuminating his face. He heard the front door open and close, and his heart skipped a beat. Please let it be Erin, he thought, his mind racing.
And then she was there, standing in the doorway of their bedroom, a mischievous grin on her face. She was holding a bottle of wine and two glasses, and she was dressed in a tight dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.
"Hey there," she said, her voice dripping with flirtation.
Jamie tried to play it cool. "How was your dinner?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
But Erin wasn't interested in talking about her dinner. "My friend Derek is joining us for a drink," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Jamie's heart sank. He knew exactly who Derek was - Erin's ex-boyfriend. The one she had always compared him to. The one she still talked about fondly.
"I don't think that's a good idea," Jamie protested, but Erin cut him off.
"Don't be insecure," she said, her voice firm. "Derek's an old friend. You'll like him."
Jamie doubted that, but he didn't want to argue. He watched as Erin poured them each a glass of wine, and then Derek walked in. He was tall and handsome, with confident swagger. Jamie felt small and insignificant in his presence.
They made small talk, but Jamie couldn't help feeling like the third wheel. Erin and Derek seemed to be in their own world, reminiscing about old times.
After a while, Erin suggested they play a game. She pulled out a deck of cards and explained the rules. They would take turns drawing a card, and the person with the highest card would get to make a demand of the other two.
Jamie was skeptical, but Erin and Derek seemed excited. They started playing, and soon, Derek had won two rounds in a row. His demands were playful at first, but they quickly became more humiliating for Jamie.
"Okay, your turn," Derek said, smirking at Jamie. "I demand that you sing the national anthem."
Jamie rolled his eyes, but Erin and Derek were already laughing. He took a deep breath and started singing, his voice shaky and unsure.
Derek won another round, and this time, his demand was for Erin to facesit Jamie while he mocked him. Jamie's heart raced as Erin straddled his face, her dress riding up to reveal her lacy underwear.
Derek made fun of Jamie, calling him names and insulting his masculinity. Erin joined in, laughing at Jamie's expense.
Jamie felt humiliated and embarrassed, but he couldn't deny the thrill he felt at the same time. He'd always had a secret fantasy of being dominated by his wife, and Derek was helping make that fantasy a reality.
Derek won another round, and this time, he demanded that Erin make Jamie sniff her ass. Erin happily complied, lifting her dress and bending over so that Jamie could get a whiff.
Jamie felt a rush of excitement as he inhaled Erin's scent. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he couldn't deny how much he was enjoying it.
As the night went on, the demands became more and more outrageous. Jamie found himself doing things he never thought he would do, but he couldn't help himself. He was under Erin and Derek's spell.
Finally, the game ended, and Jamie was exhausted. But he couldn't deny the feeling of satisfaction that washed over him. He had pushed his boundaries, and he had survived.
Erin and Derek left, and Jamie collapsed onto the bed. He was spent, but he couldn't wait for the next reunion.
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