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I Invited Him into the Intimate Space of our Home, Our Marriage’s Sanctuary

Emma Rose Erotica
8 min readOct 8, 2024

Sharing our encounter with my husband was a thrill for me, a part of the excitement that came with our open marriage.

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I was prepared when he rang the doorbell. He seemed slightly surprised when he saw me, but then he flashed that great smile from his lifestyle site’s profile photo.

“Come in, come in,” I said, leading him into the living room. “Make yourself comfortable.”

Cameron’s eyes flicked quickly around the room, assessing the strange environment with a prickle of unease. Then, his gaze landed on me, and his apprehension vanished, replaced by a look of excitement. He took a deep breath and moved toward me with a grin.

I had meticulously chosen my outfit for our first meeting, aiming for the perfect blend of seductive and welcoming. The tight, black “fuck me” dress I wore clung to my curves like a second skin, hugging my breasts and barely covering my nipples, leaving little to the imagination.

I watched him drink me in, the way his pupils dilated and his breath hitched ever so slightly. My pussy was already wet with anticipation beneath the flimsy lace…

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