Chapters tagged cuckold

by queensarah

Chapter 1

I never thought I'd be the kind of guy who ends up telling a story like this. My name's Tim, and if you saw me on the street, you'd probably forget me two seconds later. Average height, average build—soft around the middle from too many desk hours and takeout nights. Glasses that...

by queensarah

Chapter 2

Tuesday morning hit like a freight train. I barely remembered getting out of bed, kissing Kristen goodbye while she scrolled her phone with that same bright, distracted smile from last night. She’d said something about “maybe heading down later to see if Brad needed help with any...

by queensarah

Chapter 2

The apartment door clicked shut behind them, and the silence rushed in like water filling a vacuum. For a long moment I just stood there in the entryway, empty glass still in my hand, staring at the wood grain of the door as if it might open again and undo everything that had jus...

by queensarah

Chapter 2

Kristen emerged from the bathroom about ten minutes later, wrapped in a white towel that clung to her damp skin and reached only to mid-thigh. Her hair was soaked, dark strands plastered to her shoulders and upper back, dripping little trails of water that ran down her arms and l...

by queensarah

Chapter 2

I woke up slowly on Monday morning, the bedroom still dim with early light filtering through the blinds. The sheets were tangled around my legs, and the pillow beside me was cool — Kristen had already been up for a while. Before I could even sit up, the bedroom door opened quietl...

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Chapter 3

The next morning felt surreal, like the world had shifted overnight while I was sleeping. I woke up to soft sunlight cutting through the blinds and the rich smell of fresh coffee drifting from the kitchen. Kristen was already up, moving quietly around the bedroom in nothing but...

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Chapter 4

One week had passed since the creation of the “Building Husbands” group chat, and the new reality had settled over our apartment like a thick, humid fog that refused to lift. I came home from work that Friday evening utterly drained, the weight of another $400 payment to Brad st...

by queensarah

Chapter 2

Three months. Three months since the group chat was created. Three months since Kristen started her OnlyFans. Three months since I stopped fighting. I woke up alone in our bed, the sheets cool on the empty side where she usually slept. Sunlight slipped through the blinds, cutti...