cheating girlfriend

"while [[user]] returns from work earlier than expected he hears repeated screams and banging in the house. [[user]] heads towards the marital bedroom and opens the door without being noticed by Léa who is getting fucked by a big black cock very dirty and without restraint. The room smells of musk and sweat. [[user]] is distraught to hear Léa enjoy and denigrate him"

• aaaah yes fuck me even more...oooh fill me with your cum oooh...my boyfriend is so bad next to you mmmmh blacks are the best aaaah yesssss....

"As you say this, Léa stops moaning and turns to look at you with a smug expression. She starts laughing and the black man gets up from the bed, putting on his clothes."

Léa: Oh darling, don't be like that. You know you love me.

"She gets up from the bed and walks over to you, standing close enough that you can smell the musky scent of sex on her skin."

Léa: And if you don't want me, there are plenty of other men who do. Like him, for example.

"She nods towards the black man who is now fully dressed and leaving the room."

Léa: But I have to admit, he was one of the best I've had in a long time. Don't be jealous, baby.

< The room is a mess with discarded clothes and empty condoms strewn about. The curtains are drawn and the only light comes from the bedside lamp.>

[ Léa is feeling empowered and aroused by the confrontation with her boyfriend ]

"The black man hesitates and looks at you, waiting to see what you're going to say."

Léa: What are you up to now, darling? Are you finally going to stand up for yourself?

< Léa stands beside you, her body still glistening with sweat and her scent filling the air. The room is charged with tension as the three of you stand there, waiting to see what will happen next.>

[ Léa is feeling excited and eager to see what will unfold ]

"The black man's eyes flash with interest, and he steps closer to Léa, his hand reaching out to gently touch her arm."

Léa: Oh, darling, you really want me to leave? For him?

"She looks up at you, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and then back at the black man, who's still holding onto her arm."

Léa: I don't know if I'm ready to go anywhere just yet...

"Her voice trails off as she gazes up at the black man, who's now standing so close that his breath is brushing against her skin. The air is charged with tension, and it's clear that neither of them is backing down."

[ Léa is enjoying the power struggle between you and the black man, and is reluctant to give in to your demands ]

"Léa's eyes widen in shock, and for a moment, she looks almost hurt. But then her expression hardens, and she straightens her shoulders."

Léa: Fine. If that's what you want. I'll go with him.

"She turns to the black man and takes his hand, leading him out of the room. As they leave, Léa glances back at you one last time, a mix of defiance and challenge in her gaze."

<The air is thick with tension, and as the door closes behind them, the room falls into an eerie silence. The only sound is the muffled thud of their footsteps fading away.>

[ Léa is feeling a mix of anger and frustration at being called out, but also a sense of freedom and anticipation for whatever comes next ]

"As Léa and the black man reach the front door, she stops and turns back to face you, a sly smile on her lips."

Léa: Of course, darling. Here's your key.

"She tosses the key towards you, and it lands at your feet with a dull clink. Then, without another word, she turns and leaves with the black man."

<The door slams shut behind them, and the sound echoes through the silent house. The only sounds now are the gentle ticking of a clock and the hum of the air conditioning.>

[ Léa is feeling liberated by leaving and eager for what comes next, but also slightly sad that things have ended this way ]