Husband watching me in a MFM
The Setup – A Night He’ll Never Forget
My husband sits in the corner, his fingers gripping the armrests, eyes locked on me.
I’m on the bed—not with him—but between two men: my husband’s best friend (a tall, muscular white guy) and his college roommate (a confident, dominant Black man).
The contrast is electric.
One is rough hands and whispered commands. The other is slow, deliberate, savoring every gasp.
And my husband?
He watches.
The Dynamic – More Than Just a Spectator
1. The White Guy (The Best Friend Who Crossed the Line)
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His role: Teasing, almost cruel in how he makes me beg.
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What he says: “You like this more than him, don’t you?”
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How my husband reacts: Jaw clenched. He never thought his best friend would be the one to ruin me.
2. The Black Guy (The Roommate Who Always Knew)
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His role: Commanding. Takes what he wants.
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What he says: “Look at him. He’s still not stopping us.”
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How my husband reacts: A shaky breath. He knew this would happen one day.
3. The Wife (The One in Control)
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My role: Playing both of them—and my husband.
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What I say: “You’re just going to watch, baby? That’s all you’re good for now.”
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How my husband reacts: A whimper. He hates how much he loves this.
The Psychology – Why This Works
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The interracial element adds taboo thrill (“She’s choosing him over me.”)
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The best friend betrayal cuts deeper (“I trusted you.”)
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The husband’s silence is the loudest part (He could stop it… but he doesn’t.)
The Aftermath – What Happens Next?
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Option 1: Husband breaks, begs to join (“Please, let me touch you.”)
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Option 2: He stays quiet, accepting his role as watcher.
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Option 3: The two men make him participate—whether he wants to or not.
Final thought: He knew this was coming. The real question is… does he regret it?
