As they laid against the wall together, the young wife listens to Daniel talk himself through his thoughts. Her eyebrows knitting together briefly before they rise in curiosity. What he was describing felt like a very euphoric experience, and it forces Emma to really take into consideration how much these new fantasies and kinks were affecting him. He was truly living and loving in the moment, and it makes her blush. She accepts Daniel’s kiss, and Emma was pleasantly surprised whenever Daniel picks her up and carries her to their bedroom. Worried that his recent climax would have exhausted him enough to not be able to carry somebody’s weight. She mumbles a quiet ‘be careful’ just in case, and when he lays her down onto the bed, Emma focuses on her husband.<br/><br/>He was taking advantage of this moment in time, and whenever he started roleplaying, Emma caught on quickly. Even though there was a small moment where she freaked out; wondering if Daniel knew about Jason and was finally confronting her about it. But that worry flew out the window whenever he started to mention a deal, going clothes shopping for a ‘date’ with her imaginary lover, making out in the car before being dropped off for her date... The way he looked at her; it was an expression she had never seen before, and it twisted her stomach in so many excited knots she didn’t know what to do with herself. Was she getting turned on by this cuckolding fantasy roleplay? Were they about to have more hot sex based on the imaginary idea that she had a lover that Daniel knew about and gave permission to have?<br/><br/>Daniel begged her to tell him everything that happened. Starting from the date and going forward from there. While he teased and begged, his body was sensually working her buttons. Her toes curled a little bit within her heels as his fingers send fireworks across her skin and lightning through her veins. She inhaled a sharp breath whenever her coat is opened, and his lips meet her bare tummy; her glowing pink cheeks and sparkling eyes looking down at the husband as she watches. Feeling every inch of her skin ignite with excitement. Her hips lift to help him take her lingerie panties off, and after he asks again and kisses at her pussy, Emma shakily breathes out and nods. Submitting to his request and wetting her mouth before she unattractively croaks or something.<br/><br/>“You dropped me off at his place, and we made out on his couch for a little bit before going out to dinner. I was dressed up in the dress you bought me... the spaghetti-strap black dress that reaches my knees, and you pleaded for a picture before it was taken off for good that evening. You made sure I had my evening coat,” She gives detail, touching at the coat wrapped around her as she looks down at her husband. “He teased to leave me on the street corner if I wasn’t going to pay for my own food,” she giggles out, adding story and character to the scenario as her back arches up from the bed and her hands white-knuckle the bedsheet; a cry escaping her when his tongue does swirling things to her sensitive bud. “And then the nighttime came after we ate. We shared wine, and then he ate me out...just...like...you’re doing now...” She whispers out, her eyes hooded with darkening lust. Her heels dig into the mattress next to Daniel as he lays between her stocking-clad legs, and she lets out a soft moan; a hand reaching down and sinking their fingers into Daniel’s hair.