A Cuck Laments

Well ... if you insist ... so, I often find myself scrolling through the list of items I've purchased for you from your wishlist ... lingering over the sheer blouses, the satin robes, the silk-and-lace panties ... thinking of how badly I want to be the one in front of you, slipping them off your shoulders, slipping my thumbs into the waitsband ... but I know how much pleasure you get from allowing the other guy to be the one to do that ... how you get double the pleasure ... your own physical pleasure from his strong and urgent touch; the gratification from hearing his sighs of appreciation and satisfaction; and the arousal from enjoying, from afar, my own spasms of frustration and misery.   And so ... if I were given the choice, just one time ... to be the man who disrobed you ... would I be selfish?  Or would I do what I know was best for all of us?  You know the answer...