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As Sarah approached the door to her home she heard moaning from inside and her heart began to race. She had known that her husband Mark had been cheating on her but she had never expected to catch him in the act. She slowly pushed the door open and what she saw shocked her to her core.

Mark was lying on the couch in a pool of sweat, his hand rhythmically pumping up and down his engorged erection. He was staring intently at the television screen where a sultry blonde was performing the most intimate acts with another man.

Sarah’s throat went dry as she watched her husband fully engrossed in his own pleasure. She felt a hot flush of anger rise inside of her but also a deep sense of arousal at the sight of him. It was a strange feeling, but one that she couldn’t ignore.

As she stepped forward, Mark’s head snapped up and he looked at her with shock and fear in his eyes. He quickly tried to cover himself but it was too late, she had seen everything.

“What the fuck is this Mark?” Sarah spat out, her voice shaking with anger.

Mark stuttered and stammered, unable to come up with any excuses. He knew that he had been caught and he could feel the shame and humiliation building inside of him. But he also felt a strange excitement that he had never experienced before.

Sarah moved closer to him, her eyes drilling into his. She could see that his cock was still twitching with pleasure, despite his attempts to hide it. She felt a sudden surge of jealousy that her husband could be so easily aroused by someone else.

But then she looked closer and saw the deep-seated pleasure etched on his face. It was clear that he was enjoying the experience more than anything he had ever felt before.

Her anger slowly began to dissipate, replaced instead with a strange feeling of euphoria. She wanted to know how it felt to be him, to feel that level of pleasure and ecstasy. It was a forbidden desire, but one that she couldn’t ignore.

As she stood there watching him, she began to feel a growing heat between her legs. It was a feeling that she had never experienced before, an intense desire to be the one providing that level of pleasure to her husband.

With a sudden burst of confidence, Sarah crossed the room in a few strides and pulled Mark’s hand away from his cock. She could feel its heat as she took hold of it with her own hand. She watched Mark’s expression change from fear to shock as she began to stroke him herself.

At first, her touch was timid and uncertain, but as she felt his cock grow harder and more responsive, she began to grow more confident. She felt her own arousal building as she watched her husband surrender to her touch.

She could see that he was lost in his own pleasure now, no longer able to think or control anything. He was at her mercy, and she was enjoying every moment of it.

As Sarah continued to stroke him, she noticed that his attention was still fixed on the television. She looked up and saw the two figures on screen, locked in a passionate embrace. She felt a sudden surge of jealousy again, but this time it was different. It was a jealous desire to be the one on screen, to experience that level of pleasure and ecstasy.

With a sudden sense of purpose, Sarah began to strip off her clothes. She watched as Mark’s eyes flickered with disbelief, unsure of what was happening. But as her own nakedness was revealed, she saw his excitement growing.

She straddled him, positioning herself over his face. She felt his tongue slip between her legs, sending a bolt of electricity through her body. She could feel herself growing wetter and more responsive as she watched Mark start to pant with excitement.

With a sudden surge of lust, Sarah slid down onto his cock. She felt a rush of pleasure fill her as she began to ride him, feeling his hands grab onto her hips and pull her closer.

She could hear the sounds of her own pleasure filling the room, mixed with Mark’s own moaning and panting. It was a symphony of erotic sounds that filled her with a growing sense of power and control.

As she looked down into Mark’s face, she could see the ecstasy etched across his features. He was lost in his own pleasure, unable to do anything but surrender to their mutual desire.

Finally, as they both reached the height of their passion, Sarah felt a wave of intense pleasure wash over her. She could feel Mark’s cock twitching inside of her, his own pleasure reaching its peak.

As they both collapsed onto the couch, spent and gasping for breath, she knew that something had fundamentally shifted between them. They had both surrendered to their most forbidden desires, and in doing so, they had discovered a deep and profound level of intimacy that they had never known before.

As Sarah lay there, listening to Mark’s breathing slowly return to typical, she knew that regardless of what the future would bring, they had both been changed forever.
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