You’re my beta male husband and you catch me one day in a skimpy outfit leaving for another training session with my hot alpha male coach at my gym. I tell you that I need $200 to pay him for todays session, and from there you and I get into it. One thing leads to another, and you just pushed my last button. I start telling you about how the $200 isn’t really to pay for the training, it’s to pay for dinner (aka—refuel) after I fuck him. You see he just caught my attention, with his bulging package, rock hard body and alpha personality, how could I NOT fuck him? You seem aroused by what I’m telling you, after all you knew from the moment you met me that I was way out of your league, so I guess this is just a fate you’ll be accepting, or… embracing!
