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Your whoring-ass doesn’t deserve a man like him.
But why can’t I have the best of both worlds?
Craig doesn’t have to ever know.
Bitch, listen to yourself! You can’t because it isn’t right!
Who am I hurting if he never finds out?
Yeah, okay. Good luck with that.
Eventually he’ll find out.
And when he does…?
“You know I’d never do anything to hurt you, right?” I hear Craig say, slicing into the monologue going on inside my head.
I blink. Force myself to look up at him. Then take a deep breath to steady my nerves.
I wish I could justify my cheating as payback for Craig having stepped out on me, first. I want so badly to blame it on him. But I can’t. Unlike most women, I haven’t shared their pain of infidelity. I don’t know what it’s like catching my husband cheating on me, or lying to me.
Yet, here I am. Doing the exact same thing to him.
His gaze flicks over my face.
I inhale. Exhale. “I know.” I shift my eyes from his stare. His big, thick hands go up to my breasts, fondling them over my blouse. And then his fingers are plucking my buttons open.
Halfway down, I grab his hands. “Let me go shower.”
He shakes his head, pulling from my grasp. “No. Not tonight.”
“But—”
“Not another word. Shower after.”
Panic flames in my blood. Oh dear God…he knows!
I look up into his brown eyes, fringed by thick dark lashes. If I deny him tonight, I am certain this will turn into a fight. Evolve into a long night of tossing and turning, or me retreating to the guest bedroom.
“Craig, please…”
He drops his towel, revealing his nakedness, his dick springing to life. “I shouldn’t have to keep begging for my wife.”
He’s right. He shouldn’t have to. So I acquiesce. Giving in to his want, this time. It doesn’t take long before he opens my blouse and slides it off my shoulders. My breath catches as the garment flutters to the floor. My bra unsnaps. It, too, drops to the floor as my breasts swing freely. And then Craig is dipping his head down to kiss and nibble at my shoulder.
He growls low in his throat. “I want you.”
Bitch, give him some quick pussy and be done with it. It’s the least your cheating-ass can do.
With that, he sweeps me up off my feet, slinging me over his broad shoulders. Manhandling me in a way he hasn’t in years. He palms my ass as he makes his way over to our king-size bed.
I find myself frantically squeezing my pelvic muscles together; hoping, praying, my pussy has snapped back enough to conceal having had another man’s dick fucking me not less than an hour ago. I am thankful that Craig’s dick is much bigger than Charles’.
He won’t notice.
He lays me on my back on our bed. Spreads open my legs. And tells me he’s going to lick my pussy until I cream all over his tongue.
Ohgodno!
