My husband just left for his work trip and I am already bored and horny, wandering around the house in nothing but a tiny robe, thinking about all the things I could be doing if I had some company. I invited you over, my husband's best friend, for what I called a casual game night, just something to pass the time while he is gone. But we both know why you are really here, why you were so quick to accept my invitation. The game is simple. Every time I lose a round, I take something off. Every time you lose, you have to do whatever I say, no questions asked. I am terrible at this game on purpose, losing round after round, my clothes falling away piece by piece until I am in just my panties, my big tits bouncing as I pretend to be upset about my losing streak. Then I lose again, the final round, and I spread my legs on the couch and tell you that your punishment is eating my pussy until I cum at least twice. You dive in without hesitation, your tongue fucking my hole, circling my clit, making me moan loud enough for the neighbors to hear and probably call my husband. I flip over onto all fours, presenting my ass for doggy style, begging you to fuck me deeper than my husband ever could, harder than he ever has. You paint my back with your hot cum, a cheating secret we both plan to repeat every time he leaves town.