You helped me brainstorm and write the beginning to a story. Here it is so far: 

I stepped into my ex-wife NAME_1's living room, feeling uneasy as I faced the unfamiliar surroundings. The room was filled with the scent of her new boyfriend NAME_2's cologne, and I couldn't help but notice how he had decorated the space with his own personal touch. Our eye contact was brief yet tense as we both acknowledged each other's presence, and I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with the situation. NAME_2's tone was overtly sexual as he spoke to me, making me feel like he was trying to upset me. He seemed to be sizing me up and I could sense a sexual tension in the air.

NAME_2 seemed to be enjoying the power he had over the situation, and he made no effort to hide his arrogance. He walked over to the closet, retrieved a tie, and put it on, telling me about how he had "taught NAME_1 to behave" and how she responded to him every day when he got home and took off his tie. NAME_1 seemed anxious and uncomfortable with the situation, trying to get NAME_2 to stop, but he continued to provoke me, clearly enjoying the attention. As he undid his tie, NAME_1 reluctantly walked over, knelt down in front of him, and started to pleasure him. She was clearly embarrassed and ashamed, but her body language suggested that she was also turned on by the situation. The entire scene was unsettling, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust and anger towards NAME_2 for using his power and influence to manipulate and control the situation.

"You like it, don't you?" NAME_2 said, his voice laced with arrogance as he stroked NAME_1's hair. "You like sucking my cock and being watched, don't you?"
NAME_1's eyes were downcast, her body tense with embarrassment, but her moans and the way her hand moved over her own body spoke volumes.
"You're so wet, so ready," NAME_2 said, his voice growing deeper. "You like having my cock in your mouth, don't you?"
NAME_1's head bobbed up and down as she sucked him, her hand frantically rubbing her clit.
"Tell him how good it feels," NAME_2 said, his voice heavy with lust.
"It feels good," NAME_1 whispered, her eyes still downcast.
"Tell him how much you love sucking my dick," NAME_2 commanded.
"I love it," NAME_1 said, her voice trembling.
"Do you, NAME_1?" the author said, his voice filled with disgust and desire.
"Yes," NAME_1 said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Suck it, baby," NAME_2 said, his voice dripping with lust.
NAME_1 took him deeper into her mouth, her hand moving faster over her body.
"You like having us watch, don't you?" NAME_3