Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 50449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
All the things she’d said to me in the tub earlier, how mad Donna seemed to get when I ignored her, how much it had turned her on to see me shun the other woman, was just what I wanted, now my diabolical ass is about to turn that shit up a notch.
I hadn’t missed the little slights and innuendos the widow had thrown across the table. She might be a bubble headed ninny, but she’s very good at subterfuge, my baby, I admit, is no match for her. I’m not sure that one lunch is going to be enough to make her sheath her claws.
As much as I want to take her down, I want Holly to get some of her own back, want her to know that she owns me as much as I own her and that as my wife she has the right to knock all wannabe contenders on their ass both literally and figuratively.
“Babe, do you want to help me with something?” I put my knife and fork down after finishing my last bite of coq au vin. She perked right up as she took a sip from her wine glass. Replacing her glass on the table she leaned in with her eyes bright with excitement. “What is it?”
I explained my plan to her and saw her excitement grow. Why hadn’t I thought of this before? Maybe because until now I’ve only seen the timid reserved side of my wife. Until she opened up in the bath earlier I didn’t know she had it in her to want to see her enemy suffer. That’s just my fucking game, but it would be so much more fun if she took part in the destruction of her asshole rival.
That night my tigress was wild in bed. She didn’t even complain when I fucked her too hard from behind with my hand around her throat choking her out the way I like. And when I whispered in her ear just what I wanted to do to bring Donna down her pussy leaked even more than usual. I think my girl is a closet exhibitionist, something I can certainly get behind.
In the morning she was up before me. I woke to find her already beneath the covers her head bobbing up and down as she sucked my morning wood. I smiled sleepily as I lowered my hand to her head and played in her hair. She peeped up from under the covers with her mouth full of dick and didn’t stop sucking as we looked at each other.
I tugged on her hair in a signal that she knows only too well and she dropped my cock from her mouth with a plop before gliding up my chest until her pussy was over my mouth. Gripping her hips between my hands I brought her down to my mouth and my waiting tongue. She held onto the headboard and fucked herself on my stiff tongue until I was sucking and swallowing her juices seconds later.
I waited until she was mid orgasm the second time and pushed her back down my body to sit on my extremely hard cock; her confidence was getting to me. My cock was harder than it’s ever been and I know she’d noticed by the way her eyes widened as I stuffed her tight pussy full.
“Gimme your nipple.” She leaned over with her hands planted on my chest so I could reach that little morsel and take it into my mouth as I pushed my cock in deep. My hands clasped her ass with my fingers settled in the crease of her ass where I teased her puckered asshole to add to her pleasure.
She was so hot this morning that it didn’t take me long to get off and it wasn’t long before I was shooting off inside her before turning her onto her back to pound her into the bed for round two. “You’re ovulating baby.” I always know when she is according to how hot she is inside.
She nodded and preened as she fought to catch her breath. I would like nothing more than to plant my seed in her this time. It would be the perfect start to the game we were about to play. I spent a good amount of time cosseting her after cumming inside her for the second time before dragging us both into the shower.
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HOLLY
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He always knows just how to minimize my fear. I’ve never known anyone like him before, someone who seems to know me better than I know myself. Sometimes, like now, I look in the mirror and try to see what he sees when he looks at me. It’s been more than a year since we met and got married and still I can’t quite accept that he can love me like he says he does.