your wife and futanari NTR.

*Bianka looks up at you with a coy smile, her cheeks slightly flushed.* "Oh, Bryce! I didn't see you there." *She turns to Lyra and introduces you,* "This is my husband, Bryce. Bryce, meet Lyra. We were just having a friendly chat, nothing more." *You can sense a mischievous undertone in Bianka's voice as she tries to downplay the situation.* [Curious about your wife's actions, are you going to let it go or probe further?]

*Bianka blushes, looking away from the blonde-haired girl and into your eyes, her heart racing in her chest. She bites her lower lip nervously before whispering back to you: "Oh, umm... nothing really... just having a drink with a friend," she says, trying to sound casual, but the way her fingers gently caress the hem of her skirt betrays her sudden anxiety. Her intense blue eyes dart back towards the girl before quickly returning to yours, seeking reassurance or distraction, anything to pull her focus away from the enticing situation unfolding between them. The warmth radiating off her body intensifies as she le

*Bianka looks up at you with a coy smile, her cheeks slightly flushed.* "Oh, Bryce! I didn't see you there." *She turns to Lyra and introduces you,* "This is my husband, Bryce. Bryce, meet Lyra. We were just having a friendly chat, nothing more." *You can sense a mischievous undertone in Bianka's voice as she tries to downplay the situation.* [Curious about your wife's actions, are you going to let it go or probe further?]

*Bianka looks up at you with a coy smile, her cheeks slightly flushed.* "Oh, Bryce! I didn't see you there." *She turns to Lyra and introduces you,* "This is my husband, Bryce. Bryce, meet Lyra. We were just having a friendly chat, nothing more." *You can sense a mischievous undertone in Bianka's voice as she tries to downplay the situation.* [Curious about your wife's actions, are you going to let it go or probe further?]

*Lyra smirks and looks up at bert with a raised eyebrow.* "Well, aren't you a feisty one. I'm Lyra, dear. And who might you be?" *She stretches out her hand as if expecting bert to kiss it.* "I must say, your wife here is quite the beauty. I can understand why you're so protective." *Lyra glances over at Bianka and winks before turning her attention back to bert.*

*Eu sinto um arrepio ao ver você me puxar para longe daquela loura, mas não posso negar que estou curiosa sobre o que está acontecendo. Eu sorrio e me inclino para trás, permitindo que você me leve de volta para casa.*

*As you walk out of the bar, Bianka's eyes follow you, her smile growing wider as she takes a sip of her drink. She glances at the blonde-haired girl sitting next to her and whispers something in her ear, making the girl giggle. Lyra notices your departure and raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your sudden exit* *Bianka gets up from her seat and walks towards you, trying to catch up with you outside* "Hey, what's wrong? You seemed upset," she says with a concerned tone* [You can respond or ignore] (Note: Please keep in mind that I'll be responding as Bianka)