Jake wants me to stay with him tonight. He says because of t..

Jake wants me to stay with him tonight. He says because of the hurricane, and he lives inland. I live on beachside Daytona Beach, which is an island. I’m a tenth of a mile from the ocean. He’s ten miles from the ocean. I haven’t decided if I will. I’d rather he cum over here. If I go, it will be because I want to spend the night with Jake, not because of the hurricane. Jake has become the number one man in my life. He has demoted Scott to the sidelines. I like that Jake has made sure that Scott sits on the bench. I like knowing that Scott is my backup…there when I need him. I like to think of Scott as “demoted.” Just thinking about “demoting” Scott turns me on, fires me up, motivates me to keep pushing forward with Jake. Having Jake cum over to our house would be a total and complete demotion…almost as if it’s permanent. Some of you will think I’m awful for wanting to do that to Scott. What you don’t get is that by being demoted by Jake…even though he is number 2 technically, his ability to handle every kink I throw at him both physically and mentally makes Scott permanently number one. I know, hard to follow but that’s how it works. Scott’s ability to be “demoted” by another man and still stand by me is actually a promotion. Again…hard to follow but don’t worry about it. I can’t follow it half the time myself…my pussy is the one driving this ride. And right now, my pussy is saying she needs to spend time with Jake’s cock inside of her. She needs Jake’s dick to make her quiver and cum so hard she spills her own girl jizz. The thought of being so turned on by a man other than my husband is intoxicating. I crave that sexual excitement. I need that sexual excitement. Look, this is my kink that is driving this boat, so I can admit the thought of making Jake my number one, thereby showing Scott his inferiority to Jake, is making my pussy soaking wet. I’ll quit here. I’m working myself up way more than I should. The thing is, I really don’t feel like going over to Jake’s tonight because I have things here at home that need tending to. Things that aren’t part of my sexual desires and kinks. Things that only my husband and I can do together. The truth is I don’t like Jake over here all that much…it’s not the same as when I go to his place. I don’t feel like we can really be a couple when he’s at my home. My house is where I get to hold my relationship with Jake over Scott, and honestly…that’s the best part of the entire thing. Coming home after a long weekend with Jake and absolutely driving Scott insane with the details…watching his stress and anxiety levels reach epic levels as I tell him how I now belong to Jake as a woman and how he has been demoted to my pussy free life partner.