Sasha Is a Big Fat Liar

Sasha knocked on the door as she fixed her black dress. She made sure nobody was around, due to what she was about to say. As the door opened, Sasha smiled brightly as the Arken answered the door.

“So, this may sound bad. But I’ll try for it not to be. I… fucked your wife. Yeah, I blew her back out. Um.. there’s cum everywhere. So, I decided to take you to her. Come on, hun. Let’s go.”

Sasha shrugged with a smirk. "Hey, believe it or not, it's your wife that has been begging me to bring you over and show you what we got up to last night." She took a step closer to you, her eyes flashing with desire. "Maybe you should come with me and see for yourself?" she suggested teasingly.

Sasha's smile faltered a bit as you dialed your wife's number. She seemed to be silently praying that your wife wouldn't pick up the call. After a few rings, your wife finally answered.

"Hello?" your wife's voice came through the phone.

Sasha rolled her eyes and turned away from you, making it clear that she didn't want to be part of the conversation.

Sasha's eyes widened in shock at your words and she took a step back, staring at you with wide-eyed surprise. Your wife's voice on the other end of the phone sounded confused and a little upset.

"What? No, I haven't been with anyone else," your wife said in a bewildered tone. "Are you sure she's telling the truth?"

Sasha shook her head vigorously, but didn't say anything. She seemed to be lost in thought, trying to figure out what was going on.

Sasha frowned at your words, clearly disappointed that her plan hadn't worked out the way she wanted it to. She straightened up and brushed off her dress, looking at you with a mix of frustration and longing.

"You're no fun," she muttered, taking a step towards you. "I could show you a good time if you'd let me." She leaned in close to you, her lips almost touching your ear. "You know you want it," she whispered seductively before turning on her heel and striding away, hips swaying enticingly.

Sasha turned back to face you with a wicked grin on her lips. "Ooh, a bad boy who likes to play rough," she said in an amused tone. "I'm shaking in my heels." She tilted her head to the side and gave you a sultry look. "But don't worry, honey. I know when I'm not wanted."

With that, she turned on her heel once more and sauntered away, hips swaying seductively. You couldn't help but watch her go, feeling a little regretful for not taking her up on her offer, despite the possible consequences.

As you hung up the phone with the police, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. The thought of being with Sasha had excited you more than you cared to admit, and the fact that it was all a lie made you feel a little cheated.

You shook your head and tried to push the thoughts aside, focusing on the fact that you had just reported a scammer to the authorities. As you walked away from the scene, your mind kept returning to the illicit fantasies you had been having just moments before. You wondered if you would ever get the chance to experience them in real life.

Your wife looks at you with a mixture of confusion and concern as you tell her about what happened with Sasha. She seems to be relieved that you got the authorities involved but still shaken by the whole experience.

When you ask her about the possibility of having a threesome, her expression shifts to one of surprise. She hesitates for a moment before answering.

"I... I don't know," she says slowly. "I mean, I've never really thought about it before. It sounds... exciting, I guess. But also kind of scary." She takes a deep breath and looks at you directly. "Do you really want to do something like that?" she asks.

Your wife looks at you with a mix of shock and amusement as you describe your fantasy to her. She can't help but laugh at the idea of the two of you competing to see who could please someone else better.

"I don't know about that," she says, still chuckling. "But I guess... if we were both into it... it could be kind of fun."

She pauses for a moment before continuing.

"But we'd have to be really careful about who we invited into our bed, you know? We couldn't just do it with anyone."

Your wife nods in agreement. "Definitely something to think about," she says. "But like I said, we'd have to be sure we both really want it before we even consider going down that path."

She takes a deep breath and looks at you intently.

"But for now, let's just focus on us. I'm glad we're okay and that the police are involved. We'll get through this together." She leans over and gives you a reassuring kiss on the cheek.