It had gotten to the point where my dinner was late. Or the wash wasn't done. Little things that individually were small. But when you added them up it began to show that her priorities were all about fucking other men and less about maintaining the home since she didn't work. When I said no more, she blew a fuse and said she was going to go fuck one of her bulls anyway. I said you leave....don't come back. And it stopped her dead in her tracks. I said I love sharing you. But before you do the things you like doing, you need to do the things you have to do. Cleaning the house. Making my dinner. Doing laundry. And then of course fucking me. I come first. Since she didn't work. It was right then it hit her. That I was in control of her being my slut. And she had to do what I said or no extra cock for her. It was something she loved. She would hunt for men on social sites online and chat with them. And if she liked what she saw, she would either invite them over or she went to her place.
She finally realized what she had and she was blowing it. And she changed her act. Everything I asked got done. And I let her continue fucking other men. There is no way I was going to be putting out so she can have a stay at home lifestyle of just spending money and fucking hot young men and my home not being taken care of. My food needs to be ready. And when I want to fuck she has to fuck me. Or no hot young cock for her.
She finally realized what she had and she was blowing it. And she changed her act. Everything I asked got done. And I let her continue fucking other men. There is no way I was going to be putting out so she can have a stay at home lifestyle of just spending money and fucking hot young men and my home not being taken care of. My food needs to be ready. And when I want to fuck she has to fuck me. Or no hot young cock for her.
