Come here…
Sit down next to me.
We need to talk about something… and I need you to really listen to me.
You know I’ve been going to that new gym… the one in town… three times a week now… sometimes four.
I love it there.
The equipment is so much better than our old place… the atmosphere… the energy…
And I’ve been wearing those new workout clothes I bought… you know the ones…
Those tight… black hotpants… the ones that sit just… here… showing off every curve…
And that sports top… the one that can barely… contain me.
You’ve seen how I look in them… haven’t you?
When I leave the house… when I come home… all flushed and glowing…
My body… my forty-five year old body… that I work so hard to maintain…
These tits… full… firm… heavy… real…
The kind of figure that makes men… stop what they’re doing.
And they do stop.
At the gym… I catch them… watching me.
When I’m on the treadmill… when I’m doing squats… when I’m stretching…
Their eyes… just… drawn to me.
Young men… late twenties… fit… strong…
The kind of men who can barely focus on their own workouts… because I’m there.
Do you know what that feels like?
To walk into a room… and feel every set of eyes… turn toward you?
To know… without question… that you’re the most desired woman there?
Of course you don’t.
But I do.
Every. Single. Time.
And here’s the thing…
I’ve started… talking to some of them.
Nothing serious at first… just… friendly conversation… between sets…
Compliments about form… technique… [small laugh] …you know how it goes…
But then… phone numbers…
A few of them… asked for my number.
And I gave it to them.
Why wouldn’t I?
I’m a grown woman… an attractive woman… a woman who gets attention…
And you… well…
We both know what you are.
Let’s not pretend anymore.
We’ve been together for… how long now?
And in all that time… have you ever… truly satisfied me?
Be honest with yourself.
Your cock… it’s just not big enough.
It’s not your fault… not really…
But facts are facts.
I need more than you can give me.
I need to be… filled… completely… the way a woman like me deserves to be filled.
I need someone who can last… who can make me scream… who can fuck me until I can’t think straight…
And you can’t do that.
You never could.
Look at me.
Really look at me.
I’m a ten… aren’t I?
My face… my body… the way I carry myself…
I turn heads everywhere I go.
And you… you’re with me.
Do you ever wonder why?
Do people ever ask you… “How did you end up with her?”
Because they do wonder.
Everyone wonders.
But here we are.
And here’s what’s going to happen.
Saturday night.
Two of them… from the gym… are coming over.
Their names are Jake and Marcus.
Both twenty-eight… both fit… both very… capable.
We’ve been texting… and things have gotten… interesting.
They’re coming here… to our home… at eight o’clock.
And you… are going to be here too.
Because I want you to understand… what you can’t give me.
I want you to hear what it sounds like… when a real man… makes me cum.
When two real men… take turns with me.
When I finally… finally… get what I’ve been craving.
And you’re going to agree to this.
Because… what choice do you have?
You know how lucky you are… just to be near me.
Just to share a life with me.
Just to exist… in my orbit.
So Saturday night…
You’ll be good.
You’ll be quiet.
You’ll listen.
And maybe… if you’re very good… I’ll give you some tasks during.
Now…go get me a glass of wine.
We’re done talking.
Saturday’s coming.