Leaning forward to give my webcam pal an eyeful of cleavage, I smiled alluringly.
‘Tell me your fetishes,’ I purred. ‘My husband’s at work, we can have some fun…’
As I struck naughty poses in my lacy lingerie, I grabbed a dildo from my nightstand and the man on the video went wild. But just then, I heard the front door open.
‘I’ve got to go,’ I said, blowing a kiss to the screen and packing away my video equipment.
Pulling on a dressing gown, I ran downstairs to greet my husband John, 45.
‘How was your day?’ I asked, giving him a peck on the cheek – but I wasn’t having a torrid affair or hiding a dirty secret from my hubby.
I was an OnlyFans star – and he fully supported me.
John worked full-time
