I Bet With My Husband That Would Fuck The New Pool Guy Before The End of His First Week
"The pool guy will be here in a couple of minutes," my husband tells me with a smirk.
I know what it's trying to say, but I stay silent.
He walks to the door. "I'll be at work."
I smile, accepting the challenge. "I'll tell you all about it when you come back."
He shakes his head. "I bet him on fall for it."
I take a step closer to him, kissing him on the lips. "I bet when you return, I'll taste like his cum."
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