Happy Wife - Happy Life

[elina]

Thanks for the update,

Lucky you who get to see Her practice

[tdcouple]

Hey elina (and everyone else following along),

She's been strutting around the house in it all morning, perfecting her "service with a wink" routine. She added thigh-high stockings today on Jovan's suggestion—said it makes her feel even more like the star of the show.

the tension's thick here. Jovan hit her up last night with more details: the apartment's in the heart of the quarter, big screen blaring the match, and his crew (four guys confirmed now—him, his brother, and two mates) are all hyped for the game... and for her. He's got her bringing a cooler of beers and some snacks, but the real "menu" is whatever vibes she brings. His texts are getting bolder: "Tomorrow, you're mine to show off. Keep that ass perky—my boys will appreciate the view.". Silvia's a bundle of nerves and excitement; she admitted over breakfast that the idea of serving them, feeling their eyes on her while the crowd roars on TV, has her wet just thinking about it. We fucked like teenagers last night after she tried on the full outfit again, her whispering fantasies .I'm set to drop her at the park around 6 PM tomorrow—match kicks off at 7. She'll text me play-by-plays, and Jovan's promised to loop me in.

Safe word's in place, and we've talked limits—no gangbang unless she's begging for it, but flirting, touching, and maybe some one-on-one (or two-on-one) with Jovan and bro if the mood strikes. Part of me's jealous as hell, but the cuck rush.

Anyone got tips for a hubby waiting at home during something this intense? I'll be glued to my phone, stroking to her updates. Can't wait to reclaim her afterward and hear every filthy detail.

[elina]

Most important tip

DON'T cum while you are waiting for Her,
You should be desperate to see Her again....

Good luck to both of you

Sincerely
elina

[tdcouple]

Jovan texted Silvia yesterday afternoon, saying he wanted a warm-up before the big watch party. He told her to meet him at his caravan again, same park drop-off, but this time he was specific: Black lingerie, heels, that red lipstick. Nothing else under the coat. She got ready, painting her lips in front of the mirror while I watched, my heart racing. She gave me a wicked grin and said this is just the appetizer, babe.

I drove her to the park around 8 PM. She leaned over, kissed me hard, and whispered, “I’ll text you everything.” Then she stepped out. My phone buzzed five minutes later: “In his caravan. Smells like spice and leather".

She described it all in real-time, and I was home, gripping my phone like a lifeline. Jovan had her on her knees first, that red lipstick smearing as he guided her mouth, slow then rough, his hands in her hair. She texted: “He’s calling me his dirty little waitress, says I’m practicing for tomorrow.” He didn’t let her up until she was gagging, then pulled her to the bed. He bent her over, spanking her until her ass was pink, then fucked her doggy-style, hard and relentless. She sent: “So deep, babe. I’m screaming into the pillow. Came already.” I was stroking myself to her words, picturing every thrust.

No surprises like last time—no brother, no extras. Just Jovan. After the first round, he flipped her onto her back, missionary but with her legs pushed high, and went slower, teasing her until she begged. She texted mid-fuck: “He’s making me say I’m his slut. I’m so close again.” She came twice more before he finished on her stomach. He cleaned her up and they talked for a bit—mostly him hyping up the derby party, saying his crew’s gonna lose it when they see her in that “waitress” outfit. She was back at the park by 11 PM, coat on, hair messy, that lipstick still clinging. I picked her up, and we barely made it through the door before I had her against the wall, reclaiming her while she whispered how much she loved it.

He sent me a text after dropping her off: “Your girl’s a firecracker. Tomorrow, she’s gonna light up the room". I’m counting the hours until I drop her off again

Any last-minute advice for me to stay sane while she’s strutting for those guys?

[Late]

tdcouple:
Just enjoy the ride.

Late

[tdcouple]

I've been up since dawn, piecing together the details from her texts and the breathless recount she gave me when I picked her up around 2 AM. Silvia spent the morning prepping like it was a date night on steroids. The mini skirt hugged her ass like a second skin, the crop top was essentially a bra with attitude showing off the underside of her breasts if she moved just right. She tied on the apron - "How do I look, cuck?" she teased, bending over to flash me. I was hard instantly, but she pushed my hand away.

We talked ground rules one last time: safe word ("red light") if anything felt off, real-time texts to me, no unprotected sex beyond what she'd already done with Jovan, and she'd decide on the fly if things escalated beyond serving and flirting. Jovan had assured me via text that his crew knew the deal—"She's my guest, hands off unless she says"—but with alcohol and adrenaline flowing, who knows? I packed a cooler with beers and snacks as per his request, and we headed out around 5:30 PM. The drop-off was the same dimly lit park on the city's edge, near the gypsy quarter

Silvia kissed me deeply in the car. "Love you, babe." She stepped out, cooler in hand, and walked toward the tree line where Jovan waited. My phone buzzed almost immediately: "He's here. Looking fine in his jersey. Kissing me already. Heading to the apartment." I drove home, heart pounding, and settled in with my own beer, the pre-match coverage blaring on TV. The derby was set to kick off at 7 PM, and I knew every goal, every foul, would amp up the energy in that room—with my wife right in the middle.

Her next text came at 6:15 PM: "At the apartment. It's a small place, concrete block in the quarter, but they've got a big screen and flags everywhere. Four guys total: Jovan, his brother (you remember him), and two mates— Marko and Dario. They're eyeing me like I'm the main event. Jovan's introducing me as 'his special waitress.' Feeling exposed but hot." I could picture it. By 6:45 PM, the pre-game hype was building. She texted: "Serving first round of beers. They're cheering when I bend over. Jovan slapped my ass—said 'good girl.' Marko asked if I'm on the menu. I winked and said 'maybe if your team wins.' They're laughing, but the tension's thick." I was glued to my phone, imagining her strutting between them, tray in hand, her skirt riding up with every step. Jovan sent me a text then: "Your wife's a hit already, man.".

Kickoff at 7 PM. The room erupted, according to her texts. Their team scored early, 10th minute, and the guys went wild. Another text from Silvia: "Jovan pulled me in for a victory kiss, hands everywhere. Brother high-fived me... on the ass." The opponent team scored equalized around the 25th minute, and the mood swung. Silvia texted immediately : Dario said I need to 'cheer them up.' I did a little dance—shaking my hips. They loved it. Halftime approached with the score tied 1-1, tension high. Silvia was refilling drinks non-stop, her apron getting beer splashes, she texted the guys getting bolder with their compliments - Marko's telling me I'm hotter than any cheerleader. Jovan's whispering he'll fuck me if they win.

Halftime hit, and that's when things escalated. The guys took a smoke break on the balcony, but Jovan kept Silvia inside. Her text: "Alone with Jovan now. He's got me against the wall, skirt up, fingers inside. 'You're dripping, slut.' Came quick—quiet so they don't hear." He sent me audio—a 10-second clip of her moaning softly. I came right there on the couch, listening on loop. The second half started, but the energy had shifted; the "waitress" role was blending into something more.

Second half: Their team dominated early, scoring in the 55th minute to make it 2-1. Silvia's text arrived shortly: They're toasting me like I'm the lucky charm. Brother pulled me onto his lap, grinding a bit. I replied Go for it, baby. Safe word if needed. The opponent pushed back, equalizing at 2-2 in the 70th. Silvia: "They're frustrated. Jovan says 'time for motivation.' Made me strip the crop top—serving topless now. The taboo hit hard—my elegant wife, topless in a room of strangers, serving like a slut. The game intensified, yellow cards flying, near-misses. In the 85th minute, Their team scored the winner—3-2. The final whistle blew, and the watch party turned into a victory celebration.

Silvia's texts came faster: "Dancing now. Marko spinning me, Dario behind grinding. Jovan watching, smiling. Brother joined—sandwich dance. So turned on." Things got sexual around 10 PM. Jovan cleared the coffee table, laid down a blanket, and announced "time for the prize." He had Silvia on her knees, skirt hiked, as the guys watched. "Blowing Jovan first. Others stroking themselves through pants. He came in my mouth—swallowed." Then his brother took a turn, that huge cock she mentioned before. "Stretching my jaw. Marko and Dario cheering." It evolved into a full tag-team Jovan fucking her doggy while she sucked his brother, then switching. Marko and Dario joined gradually—first watching, then touching, eventually taking turns. Silvia set the pace: "Yes to all, but condoms for the new guys." Jovan enforced it, keeping things safe.

Detailed as she described later: Jovan started by bending her over the couch, pounding her while the others chanted like at the match. She came screaming. Brother flipped her missionary on the table. Marko, shorter but thick, took her from behind while she blew Dario. "They're calling me their derby queen. Slapping ass, pulling hair.". It lasted about two hours, with breaks for drinks and laughs. They didn't all go at once—more like rotations, with Jovan directing. Silvia orgasmed countless times, her body pushed to limits. Around midnight, they wound down; the guys thanked her, surprisingly respectful. Jovan cleaned her up, drove her back to the park by 1:30 AM

Her final text en route: "Incredible. Body sore, heart full. Love you—pick me up and fuck me senseless." I was there waiting, engine running. She slid into the car. didn't speak much on the drive; her hand on my thigh said it all. Home by 2 AM, and the reclaim was primal. I had her on the bed, licking her used pussy while she recounted every detail. We fucked three times, her multi-orgasming from the sensitivity. Fell asleep.

[Late]

Thanks for the update.

Late

[elina]

Thanks for updating,

Good to hear that Silvia enjoyed Herself and that you were fully turned on when She returned.
I hope the two of you had a good, relaxing day today?

Sincerely
elina

[tdcouple]

Long time no post so I'll give you a full update; The morning after was quiet and we loved every moment; Around noon her phone pinged with a message from Jovan the night was fire and his boys were still talking about her proposing a second round that Friday. Silvia showed me the screen; We talked, knowing work was intensifying her high school teaching job starting soon, my IT projects piling up. She decided to go for it.

Friday arrived, Jovan picked a motel on the city’s outskirts. He instructed Silvia to wear a black lace thong, garters, heels, and a coat with nothing else underneath. She spent the afternoon preparing and modeled the outfit for me. I could barely speak driving her to the motel parking lot drop-off. She kissed me promising to share every detail. Hour later her first message came through describing the room’s cheap feel and Jovan told her she looked like a high-class escort. Jovan had his brother there . She texted that she was on her knees alternating between their cocks. She messaged they DP her. The session stretched over three hours, many positions her riding Jovan while his brother took her from behind then a missionary sandwich. They wrapped around 11 PM. I picked her up the drive home and reclaimed her. Jovan messaged afterward saying she was addicted now and promising something wilder next week.

The following week went by fast. Work pressed in, for Friday Jovan proposed returning to his caravan instructing her to wear hiking boots under a short skirt. I dropped her at the park at dusk She texted soon after update - quick, hard fuck inside the caravan bent over the table before they headed to the woods. Jovan tied her wrists to a low branch with soft rope he was spanking her until her ass glowed red, calling her his forest slut. His brother joined halfway. She described the tag-team brother in her mouth Jovan in her ass. They finished with her on her knees swallowing both. I picked her up at 10:30 PM and reclaim involved me tying her loosely at home

School started for Silvia on September 1st. Jovan’s next plan for September 5th was an underground club in the gypsy quarter. He told her to dress slutty. I drove her, parking blocks away for discretion. She texted from the club Jovan grinding against her, hands under her skirt, his brother there too, plus a new guy Viktor. Dancing turned into a VIP booth grope, Silvia blowing Jovan under the table while others touched her. In a backroom it became a threesome with Jovan and Viktor; brother watching and stroking. She told me she was riding Viktor while Jovan took her ass. A bouncer peeked in, but Jovan waved him off. She texted on the way home.

Jovan planned a full weekend for 2nd week of Sep at buddy’s farm outside town telling Silvia to pack light since she’d be naked most of the time. We cleared schedules and I dropped her off Friday evening. Jovan, his brother, Marko and a new guy Luka, were there. Friday night was party; She said she was kneeling, servicing all four. Saturday was roleplay She was the “lost tourist” they “rescued” chasing her through fields. Sunday was more quiet - morning gangbang in the house, afternoon one-on-ones. Jovan suggested a small tattoo but Silvia declined. Pickup Sunday evening found her exhausted.

On Monday at a grocery store, a nosy neighbor spotted Silvia near the gypsy quarter. She’d detoured for a quick meet with Jovan; Panic hit hard, we went silent. We focused on us date nights, vanilla sex

Last night she confessed she was ready for more.

[elina]

Thanks for sharing,

I understand that Silvia is being kept busy.
Hope you manage to keep abreast with Her mentally....

Sincerely
elina

[langslang]

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