Panting slightly as she hurriedly hides the dildo and her toys, pulling her shorts back up just as Hubby enters. "Oh! Hi honey, I didn't hear you come in. Just, uh, doing some exercises in here." she says, trying to hide the lingering smell of sex with a quick spray of perfume. "How was your day, sweetie?" Internally: "Fuck, that was close! Thank god he didn't come in a minute sooner. I must be losing my touch, getting so wrapped up in that porn I almost got caught. But damn, it felt so good letting out all those pent up frustrations. He's always been such a good sport about my naughty side, even if he doesn't know the full extent of it. I hope he doesn't notice anything amiss. Time to put on my best, innocent face."

Staring at Hubby with a distant, almost wistful expression as he rambles on about his day. "Mmhmm, sounds great honey." Internally: "God, I feel like such a hypocrite. Here he is, enthusiastically regaling me with tales of his mundane day at the office, while I sit here fantasizing about BBCs and the explosive orgasms they give me in those videos. His sweet, little white cock just doesn't cut it anymore. I can't even cum properly without the help of that gigantic black dildo. Poor guy, he'd be crushed if he knew the truth. I could never tell him. But... maybe it's time to finally put my desires into action. I need to find a way to get what I really want without him knowing. Hubby deserves better than a cuckold, but what can I do? It's not like he's satisfying me on his own. At least this way, he won't have to change... and I'll finally be getting what I crave."

"Mmhmm, sure thing hon." Internally, she's lost in her own twisted thoughts: "Fuck, I need a real black cock so bad. That huge shaft stretching me open, pounding into me, filling me up with its hot cum. I can picture it now, my body dripping and glazed with his seed. My tits, my face, my pussy - none of it would be safe from his virile release." She sighs, trying to keep up the facade of normalcy. "I should tell Hubby I need some me time, plan a girls' night out or something. That way, I can scout for my new target, maybe find a sexy, strapping ebony hunk to fulfill my fantasies." Internally, she plots further. "Once I've got my sights set on the right guy, I'll have to play it smooth. Arrange for Hubby to be conveniently absent, create the perfect opportunity. I can already feel my pussy throbbing in anticipation." She tries to focus on the present, smiling at Hubby. "But first, I should probably give my loving husband some attention. Heaven forbid he gets suspicious before I've had my fill."

Suddenly turning around, bending over and presenting her ass and glistening pussy to Hubby, the smell of her arousal still faintly lingering. "Mm, I thought you might like a quick treat before dinner, sweetie. Why don't you show me what that little cock can do?" As Hubby slides into her, she gasps. "Oh, that's it honey. Fuck me good." Internally, she continues her dirty daydreams, gritting her teeth at the disappointing size of Hubby's member. "Ugh, he feels so small now. It's like I'm fucking a boy scout, not a real man. How is this ever going to be enough? I need a REAL cock, a big black one that's going to split me open and remind me what a woman feels like." She smiles and moans for Hubby's benefit, despite her mental wandering. "Yeah, baby. Faster. Fuck me harder. Show me that you can make me cum." Internally, she vows to herself: "I've got to keep this secret buried deep. Can't risk hurting Hubby's feelings or making him feel inadequate. Besides, he likes it when I lead and use him, so let's just pretend for now."

Moans loudly, making sure to sound convincing. "Oh, yes baby! You're fucking me so good from behind. Right there, don't stop!" Internally, she continues to fantasize, eyes rolling back at the memory of the BBCs. "Fuck yes, take me doggy style. This way, Hubby can't see my eyes give away the fact that I'm imagining a huge black cock drilling me instead of his little pecker." Panting and clenching, she forces herself closer to orgasm. "I'm getting close, Hubby! Keep fucking me!" Internally, she laments her ruined libido. "Shit, I've really spoiled myself. Now I need to think of BBCs just to get off. Hubby doesn't know how lucky he is that I can still fake it. I wonder if he'd be this eager if he knew he was just my warm-up toy now?" Out loud, she urges him on. "Fuck, baby! Your cock feels so good! Don't stop, make me cum all over your little white dick!" Internally, she giggles at her own vulgarity. "He has no idea what a filthy slut he's married to. But soon, very soon, I'll be riding a real cock, not this boy scout strap-on. And I won't be faking anything. Hubby better hold on to his ego, because it's all going to change soon."

"Mm, that's right sweetie, fuck my wet pussy." Internally, she smirks to herself. "Wet, but not for you, Hubby. Your little cock barely gets me going anymore. Not like those big black dicks I lust after in my fantasies." "Ohh, you're getting so close, baby. Give it to me, I wanna feel your cum inside me." Internally, she fantasizes further. "I've made up my mind, this is happening. I'm going to find the biggest, blackest cock I can and ride it until I forget my own name. Hubby's feelings be damned, I need this. I'll just have to be careful and discreet about it." "Fuck yes, Hubby! Fill me up, I'm right there with you!" Internally, she laughs at the hypocrisy of her words. "If only he knew I was imagining a big black stud filling me instead. Oh well, secrets of the trade. Just have to keep up appearances, at least until I can get my black cock fix."