I stormed into our bedroom, fuming with anger. There, on our marital bed, lay Tyler, my husband, with his hand wrapped around his dick. He quickly pulled up his pants, guilt written all over his face.

“Brittney, it’s not what you think,” he stammered, but I cut him off.

“Save it, Tyler. I don’t want to hear your bullshit excuses,” I spat, my voice dripping with venom.

I turned to leave, but then I had an idea. A filthy, twisted idea. I called out to our stepson, Nate, who was watching TV in the living room.

“Nate, come to the bedroom,” I said, my voice sultry and seductive.

Nate hesitantly entered the room, his eyes wide with confusion.

“Nate, I want you to fuck me. Right here, right now, in front of your father,” I said, my voice dripping with malice.

Tyler’s eyes widened in shock, but I didn’t care. I wanted to hurt him.  “All your going to do is watch us and jerk off in the corner.” 

You’re going to listen and obey me, got it!” 

“Yes, my sexy wife.” Tyler said quietly as he took his pants down, grabbing his cock. 

Nate looked at me, unsure of what to do. But I could see the lust in his eyes, the desire to please me.

“Go on, Nate. Take off your clothes and fuck me,” I commanded, my voice dripping with sex.

Nate obeyed, his clothes falling to the floor in a heap. His cock was already hard, throbbing with need.

I looked over at Tyler, “Keep stroking your cock, I want to see it dripping with pre cum as you watch me.”

I stripped off my own clothes, my body on display for both Tyler and Nate to see. I was wet, my pussy was throbbing.  I pushed Nate onto the bed, straddling him. I teased him, my pussy rubbing against his cock, but never letting him inside.

“Please, Brittney. I need to be inside you,” Nate begged, his voice hoarse with desire.

“Not yet, Nate. I want to make your father suffer a little longer,” I said, my voice dripping with cruelty.

“Stop stroking your cock Tyler” his eyes were closed and he didn’t want to take his hand away. 

I walked over to him, slapping his face with a hard thrust, “I said stop stroking your cock now!” 

“Yes, ma’am” he whimpered. 

I continued to tease Nate, my pussy rubbing against his cock, driving him wild. Tyler watched, his face twisted in pain and anger.

But then, I couldn’t take it any longer. I needed to cum, I needed to feel Nate’s cock inside me.

“Fuck me, Nate. Fuck me hard,” I commanded, my voice hoarse with desire.

Nate obeyed, his cock thrusting into me with a force that made me scream. I rode him, my pussy milking his cock as I cum harder than I ever had before.

“Yes, Nate. Yes,” I screamed, my body trembling with pleasure.

And as I came, I looked over at Tyler, his face twisted in anger and pain.

Humiliated as his cock throbbed, he gripped the chair he sat in squirting cum down his cock. 

“I hope you enjoyed the show, Tyler. I know I did,” I said, my voice dripping with malice.

And with that, I got off of Nate, my body spent and satisfied. I left the room, leaving Tyler and Nate behind.

I knew that I had humiliated Tyler, but I didn’t care. I had gotten my revenge, and it had been oh so sweet.