A girlfriend for my husband
I got cancer. I was sure that I would not be cured. My husband had a coworker, twenty plus year younger, but they got along well. I decided that it was best if they had a chance for a relationship. To me she was beautiful, she had such an erotic body, and her lips and eyes were my idea of sexual. One day I saw her and she had on a pair of black pants that rode up very tight between her legs. I just wanted my husband to f*** her, to f*** her and f*** her and f*** her until she was all his. I pushed him to see her, to move her up into a sexual relationship. When he finally f***** her I felt relieved. I went to talk to her, I told her that I was going to die and she had to be there to take over. That I knew he was f****** her and I wanted her to f*** him back and make sure that he wanted her more than anything.
But I didn't die and I am in remission. She is such a prize, he would never have move on her if it wasn't because I wanted him to. He told me that he always thought he would end up with a Corvette, and she is his Corvette.