Greg wasn't a passionate man, but there was one thing he was passionate about: aliens. He had chased them down for years as a boy and had even joined a local network of UFO chasers as an adult. His wife thought he was crazy, but what did she know? She did nothing but watch soaps all day, while he went to work.
And today was no different. He had just gotten back from a long meeting that had nearly cut him out of his job, and there his wife was, sitting on the couch with a box of popcorn in one hand, and the remote in the other. She always nagged him about why he couldn't be like the heroes of her favorite soap operas and romantic comedies. And as much as she didn't understand his inability to be a romance novelist's dream guy, he didn't understand why she couldn't put out at least once a week.
It had been months since she'd touched him, not that he cared tonight. He was too tired to argue with her about their lack of intimacy, and decided to go straight to bed. Luckily he had his fantasies about the girls in dirty magazines that he jerked off to every night, to keep him company. Flipping through a magazine full of hot cosplay girls, he found a sexy dirty blonde with double D's to whack off to, before falling asleep.
"Hello Greg."
He awakened to the same hot blonde he had fucked in his head less than an hour ago, sitting on his lap. "What the hell," he murmured as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. She was even more beautiful in person as he stared in awe at her toned physique. His cock had been asleep, but staring at her awakened it again.
The woman smiled. Leaning into him, her perky breasts bounced up into his face. "Why do you look so surprised, Greg? You called me here."
She reached her hand around to the back of his head and pushed one large, pink nipple into his face. The warm, fleshy peaks of her breasts were a nice change from the lonely nights he usually spent with his ... wife!
Ripping his face away from the strange hot woman in his bed, he looked over to see his wife resting peacefully beside him.
"Don't worry," the sexy blonde said. "She won't notice."
Turning his attention back to the other woman in his bed, his boner came back. Wrapping his fingers around her slim waist, he returned to sucking her hardened nipples as she threw her head back. He felt like his old self again as his hands explored her taut, smooth skin.
"Mmmm, Greg," she moaned as the sea of dirty blonde curls on her head, cascaded down around them. Looking up into her eyes, he noticed something was off about her. While the blonde from his photos had light blue eyes, hers were dark, almost hollow.
"What are you?" he breathed as she leaned back and pulled him on top of her.
"Your dream." Taking his hand into hers, she moved his hand down to her moist, wet slit and winked.
Greg didn't need to be told what to do, as his cock hardened even more.
"I want you to fuck me," she said as she bit down on her bottom lip. "Fuck me until you fill me up with your cum."
