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The Betrayal
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The Betrayal It is 4:15am. J said she'd be home from Gerhart's house by 4:00. I call her up.... "You lied to me," I say. I am furious. "You said you'd be home by 4:00...." "I'm sorry," says J. "I was on my way home and had to pull over for 20 minutes to sleep before coming over the mountain...." J's answer makes me feel better. It bothers me when J breaks my completely arbitrary and unnecessary Rules of Engagement in order to spend extra time fucking. Of course, this is my way of maintaining control even while someone else's cock is buried in her ass.... I take a breath and relax. "So," I say "You were there for a long time. Tell me what happened...." For the next fifteen minutes J paints a verbal masterpiece of all the hot sex she had with Gerhart. She tells me in great detail about how he ate her outside in the shed then took her into the house and how she sucked him in the kitchen and how they fucked on the sofa, the computer room, the bedroom, the roommate's bedroom while the roommate was in it and in her at the same time. My cock is as stiff as a Monroe® Sensa-Trac® strut (I had to work in a plug for one of my commercial sponsors) as she tells me how she fucked Gerhart and his roommate from 9pm to 3am.... "Wait a second...," I say. "You left after 3:00? That means you would have been here after 4:00 even if you hadn't stopped for 20 minutes to sleep." My voice is shaking with emotion. I feel completely taken for granted. Betrayed...! I hang up without waiting for J to respond. I know I'm behaving childishly, but I don't give a shit. If I'M going to let someone<b> fuck </font></b>MY wife, he better be damn sure to follow MY completely arbitrary and unnecessary Rules of Engagement or I'LL take MY wife and go home.... J pulls into the driveway moments later. I've locked the door so that she has to knock in order for ME to let her in. I'm being a complete prick. I let her stand on the porch for a few seconds. She has to knock again. I get up and go to the door and open it. She looks contrite and a little afraid. I know I'm a complete fucking asshole and idiot right now, but I'm not backing down.... J bites her lip and looks at me. She's on the verge of tears. "I'm sorry," she says. "It's my fault. I lost track of time. You told me that you hoped he fucked me five times and I just wanted to get in the last<b> fuck </font></b>for you. I wanted you to be proud...," she says. She starts to cry. I put my arm around her shoulders and steer her to the bedroom. "I'm sorry I got so mad at you...," I say as I'm taking her pants off. I lay J down on the bed. "I really wanted you to be home by 4:00 so we could do this..." I slip my cock into J. Her cunt is wet and sticky and swollen and I love how it feels. All the drama and craziness of the last fifteen minutes is completely gone.... "I love you...," I say. "I'd love you even if you never<b> fuck </font></b>another guy, again..." "Really...," J asks. "Do you really love me that much...?" I bury my cock deeply into her freshly fucked cunt. Of course I love her that much, but truth be known, I hope to heaven J never stops fucking other guys or violating my completely arbitrary and unnecessary Rules of Conduct.... Makeup sex is the best.... |
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