But I reminded myself that the description only promised arousal, not a guaranteed fuck. It would just increase the chances of her acting on her fucking horniness if she had any for me.

    I thought about it and decided to fucking buy it anyway. Who knows when this shit might come in handy in the future. I went back to Julie and hugged her tightly, drifting off to sleep with her warm body pressed against mine.

    When I woke up, I found Julie wasn''t in bed, so I quickly took a shower and headed to the living room. There she was, making breakfast for me. My stomach rumbled, reminding me that we hadn''t eaten anything the night before. We had been too busy fucking each other''s brains out all night long.

    Julie turned and saw me, her face lighting up. "Jack... you''re up. Come on, let''s have breakfast together," she said, carrying the plates to the table. I looked at her, pulled her close, and kissed her deeply. "Good morning, wife," I said with a smirk. She blushed and replied shyly, "Good morning, husband."

    We dug into our breakfast, and I couldn''t help but let my curiosity get the better of me. I activated the AI lens to sneak a peek at Julie''s financial status. When I looked at her, the lens displayed her assets, and holy shit, she had a staggering $20 million in her deposits. Fuck, she was sitting on a goldmine, and I couldn''t believe my luck.

    I turned to her, trying to keep my cool, and asked, "Julie, I''ve been wondering, how much money do you have in your account?" She paused, put down her fork, and looked me straight in the eyes. "Jack, I have around $20 million. If there''s anything you need, anything at all, just say the word, and I''ll transfer the money to you in a heartbeat."

    I looked at Julie, feeling a surge of lust as I thought about her friend Jessica. I just had to have her. I pulled Julie close, hugging her tightly before letting her sink down onto my lap. I could feel my cock getting hard just thinking about Jessica. "Julie," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, "Why don''t you invite your friend Jessica over for dinner? I want to make her mine. "

    Julie turned to me, a wicked smile on her face. She knew exactly what I was thinking. "Jack, you little devil," she teased, "You want to attack Jessica, don''t you?"

    I stared at Julie, seeing no shock or disapproval on her face. She didn''t flinch at my confession. In fact, she seemed eager to help. "Fuck yes, I want to make Jessica mine," I growled, my cock throbbing at the thought. "And Julie, you have to help me make it happen. I want to fuck her brains out, and I need you to set it up."

    Julie looked me dead in the eyes, her voice sultry and complicit. "Husband," she cooed, her tongue tracing her lips, "I''ll do anything to make you happy. You know that. Today, I''ll reach out to Jessica and invite her over for dinner. I''ll make sure she comes home with me, just for you."

    I studied her face, searching for any sign of jealousy, but there was none. Instead, her eyes sparkled with a twisted delight. It was like she got off on the idea of setting this up for me, of helping me fuck her friend. She was enjoying this, enjoying the thought of delivering Jessica to me like a gift-wrapped present.

    Her eagerness to please me only turned me on more, making my cock ache with anticipation. I could feel the power dynamic shifting, and it was clear that Julie was willing to do anything to satisfy my desires.