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“You.”
“Right, so how long has that asshole been flirting with you?”
“Um…he flirts with everyone. I just tell him I’m married and ignore it.”
“I didn’t ask you that, wife. I asked you how long?”
“A year.”
“Take off the coat and bend over.” I do, and he pulls down my scrubs. “That’s twelve months. Plenty of time for you to tell me about it,” he says.
“I didn’t want you to kill him.”
“One.” He spanks my ass cheek.
“Someone could hear us.”
“Then I suggest you be quiet, Dr. Miller. Two.” He pops the other cheek, sliding down his own scrubs they gave him to wear, freeing his cock. “Three.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I trust you, Tina. I always have, but this wasn’t cool. Four.” Another whack, and I’m flooded. He leans over and whispers, “Tell me if it’s too much, baby girl.”
“I deserve my punishment.” I get three more whacks in a row.
“Five, six, seven,” he growls.
“This fuck is going to be fast, and then you’re going to sign my release papers because I’m not staying in this place.”
“But…”
“Eight. Wife, I don’t need that nurse trying to help me pee like she tried earlier.”
“What? That bitch. You’re not even debilitated.”
“Exactly. Now, let me see how ready my sexy wife is for my dick.”
“So excited.” He presses two fingers inside and I nearly come on the spot, soaking the floor below.
“Damn right. Ten, eleven, twelve.” He gives me my last good ones before thrusting into me, holding my arms by my elbows while I’m bent over his bed, drilling me. I put my face into the sheet and cry out, coming hard.
“Mine, Mine, Mine,” he roars, filling me up.
“Shit. We better be careful or I’ll be pregnant again, and I’m getting too old for that.”
“You’ll never be old. Now, break me out before I escape.” Mike winks, pulling up his pants.
“How about we get dressed first?”
He pulls me in for a kiss. “Great idea. I’d have to kill some bastards for seeing my wife naked.”
A month later…
Thankfully, I wasn’t pregnant, but I took time off anyway to spend it with my husband.
“Mike, I was thinking it’s time that I go the route Joe did. I think I should open a private practice.”
“That’s what I’m talking about, baby girl,” he growls, peppering kisses on my throat after another round of love making.
