swither was dripping off of Tommy's mentum, splashing down onto my face. His eyes were closed as he pounded away at me. My pegleg were splayed broad, his mesomorphic arms braced on the bed with my stifle pinned behind them. I had one hand on my kitty, frigging my clit, while my other hand was reaching underneath me, my middle digit pushing in and out of my asshole.
"sustenance going baby, I'm almost there."I urged him. He nodded, and increased his yard.
As he kept thrusting deep into my snatch, I could experience the heat deep in my loins. I was burning up and dripping pussy juice. The sound of our body crashing together mixed with the squelching speech sound of my cunt to sate the room.
"Ohohohoohhhhhhh……. Jessuuuuussssss yeeessssssss ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
My physical structure started convulsing and I exploded all over his rooster as I saw fireworks.
Tommy pulled out of me, and spun my unresisting body over. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up to my knee. I collapsed back down onto the bed and groaned.
"Tommy no, I can't, I need a break."I weakly protested.
Tommy ignored me and grabbed a pillow. He yanked me bet on up and shoved the pillow under my coxa before dropping me back down.
"Pleeeeeaaaaasssseeee, just a lilliputian bit of time."
Tommy leaned over me and whispered in my ear.
"It's ok Jess, you'll be fine."
He placed a script on one of my ass nerve and pushed it to the side, exposing my asshole.
"Noooooo, Tommy. Not yet, please."I weakly tried to wiggle away.
He placed the head of his dick to my hole. His dick was dripping with my juices, and it popped retiring my sphincter. Once he had the straits in, he reached forward and forced my chief into the bed, and steadily pushed into me.
"Ohhhhhhhhh"I groaned as he forced his way into my ass. I tried to pull away, but it was no use. Tommy grabbed my hip with his former hand and held me still. He was in double-dyed control of me now, and had assumed a knock-down mount position.
There was nowhere for me to go, all I could do was just hold still and deal it.
Tommy plowed into me, his dick pushing past my sphincter, and deep into my El Salvadoran colon. His coxa were smacking into my ass cheeks, making a lewd slapping sound. Sweat was flying off both of our bodies, soaking the bed sheets underneath us.
I was still coming down from my coming, and my heart were raw. This herculean fucking was almost too a great deal for me. I squeezed my eyes shut, gritted my tooth, and waited for him to finish up.
I knew that Tommy had a lot of shit to act out, and that was why I was here.
I just hoped I could go this experience.
Tommy kept slamming into my ass, and after a twain of minutes, he began grunting in time with his thrusts.
"take ! That ! Dick ! ! take in ! That ! dick ! !"
"Tommy, please."I pleaded with him.
He slowed a bit, grabbed my hips in his hands, and started slamming into me even harder. His powerful arms pulled me back onto his tool, impaling me on it.
"Fuck ! You ! bellyache ! ! Fuck ! You ! Bitch ! !"
This wasn't sex anymore. This was violent and ugly, like a rape.
"Tommy, stay ! ! ! ! Please, stop ! ! ! ! ! !"
He either couldn't hear me, or was ignoring me, and kept pounding into my ass. I reached forward and grabbed appreciation of the barroom of my wrought iron headboard. I was crying and screaming as he kept fucking my ass.
He finally gave a mighty bellow and coated my Aspinwall with his jizz before collapsing on my vertebral column, pinning me to the bed beneath his weightiness. He rolled over on his side, holding me shut to him.
"Shhhh, it's okay Katie."
I wiped bust from my oculus and snarled at him over my shoulder.
"I'm not Katie, you asshole."
I angrily shrugged his weapons system off of me, and pulled myself off his dick as gently as I could.
I limped towards the bathroom with his cum dripping down my leg.
I flipped on the short switch and wet down a airstream cloth to houseclean myself. As I wiped his cum from my leg, I discovered that I was bleeding as well.

Tommy appeared behind me, shame and guilt feelings on his face.
"Jess, I'm sorry."
I glared at him in the mirror.
"What exactly are you sorry about, Tommy ? For raping my ass, or calling me by your wife's figure ?"
He stared at the flooring."All of it. I don't know what to say. I can only apologize to you again, I don't know what came over me."
I looked down at the sink."I think you full go."
He nodded, apologized again, gathered his clothes and walked out of the room. I went back to bed and fell asleep, exhausted.

I awoke early the next morning and tended to my task, moving slowly after the previous Nox case. As I eventually worked my way back to the front of the house, I found a bouquet of white roses on the front porch. A small bill was attached with a simple inscription.
"I'm sorry. T"
I sighed and smiled. I wished I could continue mad at him, but it just wasn't possible.

I glanced out the front windowpane, gazing across the footling horse farm I lived on.
This had once been a sleepyheaded husbandry community, but about 15 years ago, real number demesne developers had come in and bought up all the land, transforming our little farm community of interests into an upscale suburb, replete with gated section and snobby yuppies.
I still lived in the niggling anatomy house that my grandfather had built, I just couldn't bear to part with it, so I held on despite lucrative offers from the developers.
When it was discovered that we had oil on our holding, we leased the mineral rights, and sat back to collect the royalty checks.
I ran a big stable on our property, and all the snobs kept their horses boarded there. It was a undertaking of dear for me, a way to keep busy.
My husband Jake had been killed several eld ago by a drunkard number one wood, so I was alone now, a widow in her early 30's.
About five eld ago, Tommy and his folk had moved into a house that backed up to our belongings. He had two lovely little girls, and an absolutely gorgeous wife, who was also a world class snob.
She was always dressed to the nines in the latest designer fashions, carried Fendi purses, and wore Manolo Blahnik brake shoe. She was constantly on the go ; Pilate, Yoga, the gym, tennis club, Country club, hairsbreadth salon, manicurist, and whatever big social upshot was coming up.
They had a nanny for their little girl since Tommy was always at work, and she had her socializing to attend to.
The girls often came over to ride the cavalry. I would strap them on, and gently lead a cultivate maria around in a lot. They would get to feed her apples when they were done, and they thought it was just the greatest matter in the world.

One Sat, I heard a knock at my doorway.
I answered and discovered Tommy outside with the young lady, his brim drawn tight.
"Jess, I'm awfully sorry to spring this on you, but could I leave the girls here for the day ? We're having a family emergency."
Little Amanda, the untried of the two looked at me with red rimmed eyes.
"Mommy and daddy are fighting."She whispered.
"Shhhhhh !"break of the day, two geezerhood older, gave her sis a fierce reprimand."You're not supposed to say anything !"
I looked at Tommy, and he glanced away, embarrassed.
"That's no job, you two come on in. We'll have luncheon and go subscribe a drive, how does that sound ?"
Tommy thanked me and left.
The girls and I played all day, until their mother came to get them.
"Sorry about the inconvenience Jess, I appreciate it."
I nodded at her."No problem Katie, we had a luxurious afternoon."
Amanda looked at her mother with trepidation."Are you and daddy getting a divorce ?"
Katie blanched at that."Amanda ! What variety of question is that ? Not in front man of alien ! ! !"
Amanda looked at me."Jess isn't a stranger."
Katie huffed."fountainhead she's not family. Let's go."
And they left without another word.

A span of days later I was tending to some body of work on the boundary the property and saw Tommy over the fence in his pool.
"How are you doing ?"
He looked up at me.
"Not too well. Katie took the girlfriend and went to her mom's."
"I'm sorry."He looked so demoralise ; my heart went out to him.
"Tommy, would you like to come over for dinner tonight ? It may do you some good."
He smiled wanly at me, and thanked me.
"I don't like eating by myself at home base, it feels … unnatural."

He showed up that evening with a bottleful of wine, and I grilled two steaks with baked potato and corn on the cob.
We ate and chatted about world involvement, electric current events, and sports.
"This is nice."He said as we cleared away the dishes."Katie's only concerned in way and society chin-wagging. I can't call in the last very conversation I had with her."
I didn't want to pry, so I simply sat quietly. He walked into the living elbow room, and cast his centre to the mantelpiece where there were several pictures of Jake.
"How long have you been alone now, Jess ?"
"septet years."I replied.
"I don't roll in the hay how you do it."He sighed. He recovered himself quickly."Jess, I'm sorry, I didn't mean…. I'm sorry."
"It's ok."I told him."I've gotten used to it."

He left shortly thereafter. The next day, he texted me."Dinner tonight at my spot ? I owe you."
That night, I arrived with a 6 pack of Coors Light.
"I'm a cracker girl."I told him with a smile.
"amercement by me,"he replied."It's proficient to be able to just loose and be real."
I glanced around the cavernous living room. Everywhere you looked you saw expensive furnishings and palm. The family portraits seemed a little too thoroughgoing, if you know what I mean. Posed and polished, but ….. empty somehow.
Tommy pulled out hire out Chinese, and I laughed.
He smiled and said that he didn't really cook.
As we sat and ate, we got to have it off each other a piffling bit better.
He had been a college jock, and Katie had been a Sorority female child. He had gone into the family business sector, and done pretty well, as evidenced by the business firm we were sitting in.
But despite the money, he was a pretty grounded guy who reminded me a lot of Jake. His dad had built the business organisation from the ground up, and Tommy had spent his summertime working for him, starting as an interne, and working in various low-level jobs throughout the company each yr, gradually learning the business. He had worked hard, and was on the sceptre of buying his dad out, something that Katie couldn't fathom.
"She doesn't understand why he won't just give it to me. I'm afraid she doesn't always live in the really domain. She's worried about the way it will touch our modus vivendi when we don't have so much liquidity."
"Is that why she's gone ?"It wasn't too storm. financial problems are the number one publication for splice duad that split up.
"No, I caught her fucking her Pilates teacher !"He bitterly snapped.
I flinched at that.
"Tommy, I'm sorry, it's not my business, I shouldn't have pried."
"It's okay."Tommy looked a bit alleviate, much to my surprise. It was a like a monster weight had been lifted from him.
"It feels skilful to finally tell someone."
We moved on to promiscuous matter, and he seemed more relaxed.
We watched the Sunday night game on his big screen, loudly cheering.
I left after the game was over, and he suggested that we get together for Monday Nox football and dinner.

The side by side day, I got a text from Tommy."Katie's back. No dinner tonight."
While I was glad for him, I was a bit disappointed to miss out on dinner and the game.

In the sexual climax years, I would get random texts from him, complaining, venting, or just asking how I was doing. Truth to order, I started to feel a little bit uncomfortable about the situation. Despite the fact that his wife had cheated on him, he was still married, and I didn't want to come between the two of them, especially not with two little girls in the picture.

A dyad of weeks later, I got a yell from him. As I answered, I heard Katie screaming on the other end of the line.
"You fucking beef ! ! ! ! You goddam whore ! ! ! ! ! You stay the roll in the hay away from my husband, or I'll chela your fucking eyes out ! ! ! ! !"
I quickly hung up on her, but my sound kept blowing up with voicemails and threatening text edition for the next hour.
The following day, Tommy knocked on my doorway, looking apologetic.
"Katie took a feeling at my phone, and saw the textual matter. I'm afraid she jumped to conclusions. I told her that nothing happened, but….. well you saw how that worked out."
I nodded.
"Look Tommy, you're a nice guy, but this spot with Katie …. It's nuts. And with your young lady, I just think it's best if we don't have any communication."
He nodded, but was clearly hurt by this.
"I know. Once again, I'm sorry."
And he left.

I bumped into him later that week at a local anesthetic bbq hangout. He looked tired and tire out down. Despite my intention to not get involved, my warmheartedness went out to him and I asked how he was.
Katie had taken off again, taking the miss with her. He had no musical theme where she was, or when she was coming back.
Against my better assessment, I invited him over for dinner party that night.
And so a pattern developed. Katie would demand off without notice, sometimes just for a couple of 24-hour interval, sometimes for hebdomad. Sometimes she took the missy, sometimes she left them behind.
Through it all, Tommy tried to maintain a substantial front, telling the little girl that momma was going on vacation. Meanwhile, Katie was off doing God-knows-who, and blowing through their camber account.

Whenever she took the girls, Tommy would lift up asking me to join him for dinner. I was wary, but by this full point, Katie's indiscretion were a bit of an open secret around town. It turned out that she made a riding habit of hooking up with the latest tasty kickshaw that came across her way of life, and Tommy had never suspected anything.
Katie was jerking him around at this compass point, telling him that she loved him and wanted to hold their marriage work, and then disappearing again.
When she left the girls behind, I would make myself scarce. I didn't want them telling Katie that I was around.
When she did take the girlfriend, Tommy and I would hang out and talk.
He joked that I was his unpaid healer, but as I pointed out, since I wasn't trained or licensed, it all evened out.
As clock time went on, we wound up becoming very close.

One Nox, after almost a twelvemonth of Katie's disappearing and reappearing act, we got together.
I'm not exactly sure enough how it happened, maybe it was the beer, but at one item, Tommy leaned in and kissed me. I was shocked at first, but then felt myself responding to him.
I rolled on top of him, my arms wrapping around his cervix as our tongues danced in one another's mouth.
I could feel his desire, his need for me, and it mirrored my own.
The need to be touched, to be wanted, to be loved.
I hadn't felt this way in so farsighted, and feeling his touch on my hide inflamed my passions. I wanted him.
I wanted to feel his hired man on my bare skin, to feel his lips extend to me, to find him inside of me.
I needed him.
I needed to feel like a woman.
I needed him to make me experience the way I wanted to feel.
We paused for air, and looked deep into each others eyes.
I saw a inkling of uncertainty in his.
"Jess, maybe we shouldn't. I'm still married, Katie is talking about working things out…"
I leaned my foreland against his.
"So evidence me Tommy, what exactly do you think your married woman is doing right now ?"
He hesitated.
"Well ….. she's probably spending my money and having sex with some random guy."
I began planting little buss all over his face.
"And what do you think she'll say to you the next clip she sees you ?"
He looked at the ceiling.
"She'll probably secern me that she loves me and wants to shape it out."
I kept kissing him.
"And what else ?"
"That she needs just a little more time …."
I began kissing his neck.
"And what will she do next ?"
Tommy snorted.
"She'll take off again with no explanation !"
"Tommy, your matrimony is over. And everyone realizes it but you."
I gave him a passionate kiss.
"You have to let her go."
He looked at me, and I saw pain in his abstruse amobarbital sodium eyes.
"I don't know if I can."
"Let me facilitate you."
I sat back and pulled my shirt off over my oral sex, and untie my bra.
Tommy was mesmerized by my breasts. I reached down and took his men before guiding them to my sway hard nipples.
However, as soon as he touched me, he pulled his hands away as though they had been scalded.
"I can't …. I can't. I'm sorry."
He sat up, and I rolled off of him as he stood and walked away from the couch.
"I think you should go."
I couldn't believe this.
I pulled my shirt back on and left without a word.

As soon as I got home, I stripped raw and walked to my bedroom. I stood in front of my antique wax duration mirror and examined myself.
Was there something wrong with me ?
Was there some defect that Tommy had seen ?
I piled my blonde plait on top of my capitulum.
Some light lentigo adorned my button nose.
I had a rosy complexion that was burnished by my constant outdoors work.
aid to the knight had given me a business firm and toned consistency.
I examined my arms. Not overly powerful, you could trace the definition in them. No joker necks hanging beneath them.
My white meat were round and broad, instinctive 34 Cs with just the sodding amount of money of hang.
I rubbed my deal in work-shy circle on them.
My fingerbreadth twisted my pert nipples like wireless dials.
With one hand still fondling my breast, I traced the fingernails of my loose hand down my taut abdomen. You could clearly see the definition of my abdomen.
I made my way further south, down along my bare pubic bone. No FUPA here, I was as flat as I had been as a teenager.
I traced the outer curve of my hips, while turning slightly to examine my ass.
It sat highschool and proud, with no suggestion of cellulite there, or on my thighs.
Two decennary of horseback riding had sculpted my ass and thighs.
My fingerbreadth located my clitoris and lightly stroked it, sending a niggling jolt through my groin.
I started working a I finger in and out of my tight pussy.
I hadn't been with a man in a piece, and I could tell.
The abbreviated make out school term with Tommy had me dripping.
I lay back on my bed and began to solve my fingerbreadth in and out of my increasingly wet pussy.
I could experience my temperature rising when I heard a knocking at my breast door.
Are you fucking kidding me ? ! ? ! ?
I tried to ignore it when I heard Tommy's voice.
"Jess, out-of-doors up."

I threw on a robe and went to the door.
Tommy was standing there, looking crushed.
"Katie just called. She told me that she's hired a divorce lawyer."
I just stood there, staring at him, and annoyed as Scheol that he had interrupted me.
"I told you it was over Tommy, maybe now you see it."
He looked up with anger in his eyes.
"How could she do this to me ? Just string me along and hit me with this ?"
Without intellection, I reached out and pulled him into the planetary house while dropping my robe.
His eyes bulged as he took in my raw form.
I pulled him to me and kissed him.
He responded forcefully, plunging his natural language deep into my mouth while he yanked off his smash and struggled with his pants.
I reached out to assist him, but he grabbed my paw and pinned them above my psyche in one of his bridge player as he pushed me back against the wall.
With his complimentary paw, he traced my white meat, before dipping down to my pussy.
Discovering how wet it was, he looked hungrily into my center, then savagely kissed me again.
The effect of his natural action surprised me, but I was swept away by my arousal.
He spun me around, and kept my hired hand pinned to the rampart above my head.
I heard the zipper of his pants coming loose, and then gasped as he pressed his cock against me. He pushed me legs apart with his knees, and guided his cockhead to my pussy.
"Tommy….."I moaned."Do it. I want you."
He thrust into me with such force that it knocked the intimation from my lungs.
As I steadied myself, he grabbed my wrist in his helping hand and held them against the paries above my head.
Tommy wasn't building up to anything, he started a rhythmical throb motion into me, and I do base hammer. It was like he trying to knock my uterine cervix out.
I was panting and moaning, and I could hear Tommy behind me, grunting in time with his thrusts.
His constant pounding was driving me crazy after I had gone so long without penetration. I began gasping and begged him to rub my button to set me off.
Instead, he released my men, and grabbed my hips, then began forcefully pulling me back onto his shaft. The slapping of our bare skin together echoed through the home. I leaned my font against the wall and began playing with my clit.
I could find my orgasm swell within me, almost from my toes.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyeeeeeeeessssssss ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
I felt my slit clamp down on his cock, and he suddenly stopped moving as he shouted out, his soundbox jerked once or twice, and then I felt him explode inside of me.
"Oh God, Tommy."
He leaned against me, and breathed deeply.
"Thanks Jess."
He stepped back, and I whimpered as I felt his pecker slick from my pussy.
I turned to face him, and smiled.
He looked down, then away, as if he was ashamed to meet my gaze.
"Ummmmm. I don't know what to say. I'm not really sure what just happened."
I was a bit mystified.
"We just made love, what do you think happened ?"
He looked uncomfortable at that.
"I need to go. I'll call you later."
He quickly pulled his trouser up and left, leaving me bare and bewildered in my entryway.
I slept like a log that night, completely satisfied.

The next day, I texted him for dinner, but he begged off. Over the next few days, he seemed to be avoiding me. So that weekend, I decided to campaign the issue.
I knocked on his breast door and walked right in. I spun on my heel to present him.
"Alright Tommy, let's put our cards on the tabular array. I like you. I have feeling for you. What happened, happened. So where do we go from here ?"
He shifted around and looked uncomfortable, refusing to meet my gaze.
"Katie's talking about working things out again."
"Oh."
I didn't know what to say next, so he filled in the silence.
"She said that she was angry when she told me about the lawyer……"
His voice trailed off, and binge came to his eyes.
"I cheated on my wife ….. I committed adultery."
He shook his head.
"I can't see you. What we did …. You need to pass on. Please don't contact lens me again."
I silently left. Not much I could say to that.

Katie came back home and stayed for a couple of hebdomad before disappearing for a holiday weekend.
She then came back for another month, and then left with the girls again for an stretch out stay at her mothers.
After about a calendar week, Tommy texted me.
"Can we talk ?"
I knew I shouldn't, but watching his soap opera from afar had really gotten to me, and I missed him.
After being alone for so many years, I thought that certain motive had long since gone, but they were just lying dormant.
And it wasn't just the sex, it was the companionship, the intimacy, the ability to verbalize to someone on more than just a casual level. I felt alive when I was with him.
"Come by tonight."I replied.

That dark I sat on my couch while Tommy paced back and forth and spewed all his anger and frustrations out.
For an hour I listened to him rage against her and how unfair this stallion situation was, how it was damaging his girls, how it was driving him crazy, and how it was starting to impact his business.
Finally, his phone buzzed.
He looked down at it.
"Katie says she'll be back tomorrow…."


I rolled my eyes.
"And how long do you imagine that she'll stick around this time ? Until she meets a new personal trainer ? The waiter's assistant at the bbq shack is pretty cute. They've hired a new cashier at the grocery store."
His optic flashed as a quickly glared at me.
"Don't you talk about my wife that way !"
"Listen Tommy, you just spent the eve complaining about her running around on you, and now you're defending her ? Are you even listening to yourself ? Ask yourself what do you think she was doing while she was gone ?"
"She had the little girl at her mom's…."he faltered.
"And you think she was staying in every night ? What does her mom think of all this ?"
"Katie complains that I work all the fourth dimension, her mom says that I don't pay adequate attention to her….."
"Tommy, you're working to batten your families future, and what is Katie doing right now ? She's blowing through all of your money, which means that you'll have to work even more !"
"It's …."
"It's nuts !"I shouted at him.
"What I don't get Tommy, is why after all that she's put you through, why you still keep letting her do it to you some more ! ! When are you going to fire up up ? ! ? ! ? ! ?"
At this level I stood up and started pushing him backwards.
"She's put you through a year of twisting ! ! She's yanked you back and Forth River ! ! She's toying with your emotions ! ! ! She's putting your young lady through all of this ! ! And she's been fucking other men ! ! ! !"
I was fierce. Whether at Katie or Tommy, I wasn't quite sure, but I was furious. the true to tell, probably at both of them.

Tommy looked at me, stunned. Then I saw anger rise in his centre. He stepped forwards, grabbed my face in his hand, and pulled me to him for a passionate kiss. I eagerly responded, and wrapped my munition around his neck.
He reacted by roughly flinging them away and spinning me around, before forcing me down to my knees on the couch.
He grabbed the waistband of my shorts and yanked them to my human knee, taking my step-in with them.
He reached for my pussy and began rubbing his fingerbreadth up and down my slit.
I turned my headland to seem over my shoulder.
He seemed dazed, moving in a lustful fog.
For some reasonableness, he frightened me a bit. This whole scenario did.
"Tommy……."
He looked up at me, almost as if he didn't distinguish me.
He reached forwards and turned my head away from him.
I felt him place his hand on the belittled of my back as he jabbed at my pussy with his cock. I reached back between my legs to conduct him into me, but he smacked my hand away and roughly pushed forward. I gasped as he clumsily prodded at my vulva before finally locating the entrance to my snatch.
I cried out as he slammed into me and began pounding away.
Like our last encounter, this wasn't gentle, this was a frantic fucking. He didn't tutelage about my pleasure ; he was just taking care of himself.
He started grunting in time with his thrusts again.
"Yeah ! Yeah ! ! Yeah ! ! Unn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! !"
I turned my heading again and peered at him. His eyes were closed, and his face was a contorted mask of lust and anger.
"Cummingcummingcumming ! ! ! !"He gasped.
He pulled out of me and shot his lading onto my back.
"Tommy, look at me."I said.
He was still recovering, with his mind hanging down and breathing deeply. The expression on his face was at once angry and satisfied.
"Tommy."I repeated.
That seemed to snap him out of his daze.
His heart opened and he glanced up at me. As soon as our eyes met, his locution changed to one of embarrassment. He looked down and began pulling his pants up.
"Jess, I have to go. I'll call you later."
And with that, he was gone.
I was down on my couch on my knees and elbows, his cum soaking into the back of my shirt, with my shorts and my underwear pulled down far sufficiency to allow for him entry.
fountainhead this is awkward, I thought to myself as I got up.
What was wrong with him ? He fucks me and leaves ? What was that ?

A week later, we were back at it. Katie had moved out, taking the girls with her.
Tommy texted me the news, and I told him to come over for dinner.
He sat and stewed as we ate, I could secern that he had a lot going through his mind. Conversation was kept to a minimum, with no mention of our previous showdown, or the latest development in his crumbling marriage.
As I began clearing the table, he placed his hand on my hip and pushed me against the table. He reached for the back of my neck opening and pushed me face down on top of it. Once again, my pant were yanked down, his dick was freed, and he plunged into me, pistoning away until he pulled out and came on my back.
He didn't even say anything this time as he left.

I put my caput down on the table and began to cry.
I was the other charwoman. The one he fucked when his wife was gone.
I felt so dirty.
He was totally oblivious to my teardrop, my feelings, to what he was doing to me.
He was degrading me.
And I was letting him do it.

The next night he was back. There wasn't even the pretense of dinner party this time, as soon as I opened the door, he kissed me hard and backed me up against the rampart. As he went to turn me around, I placed my hands on his chest.
"Tommy, stop."
He looked confused.
"I'm not going to keep playing along."
"Jess, what are you talking about ?"
"I'm not going to be your whore. I don't know what's going on with you and Katie, but I'm not some girl that you can come over and fuck when you're furious at her."
He pressed his rim together.
"Jess, that's not what this is."
"Really Tommy ? Have you ever asked me how my day has been ? How I'm feeling ? Whether or not I like what we're doing ? Have you rubbed my back ? My base ? Ever hugged me ? Ever gone down on me ? You fuck me till you cum, and then you're out the room access ! ! Do you have any estimation how that makes me feel ? ? ? ? ? ! !"
Tears were starting to flow now.
"I'm a good somebody, and I don't deserve this ! I don't want a casual lay, or a fuck buddy ! I want somebody that I can have got a relationship with ! ! I want someone that I can love and that loves me back ! ! !"
I was shouting and sobbing at this point.

Tommy let me go until I ran out of steam.
He hung his top dog and nodded.
When he looked back up, he had tears I his eyes.
"Jess, I don't know what to say. I'm sorry. And you're right. I haven't been considerate of your pauperization, I've just been thinking of my own."
He walked to the lounge and sat down.
I've just had so often pent up anger at Katie, I guess it's been coming out towards you."
"You've been grudge-fucking me."I stated.
"You're angry at Katie, and you grudge-fuck me."
He hung his caput."Yeah, I guess so."
He looked up at me, his eyes moist.
"I'm really sorry. Can we start out again ?"
I considered for a here and now, then went and sat down next to him.
"I'd like that."
"Thank you. For giving me another chance."
He leaned towards me and kissed me.
Gently this time, like he was afraid to hurt me. His hands began working up the nape of my neck, gently stroking it as he massaged my scalp and played with my hair.
We made out on the couch like a couple of teenagers for a while before I rose and took him by the bridge player into my bedroom.
We stripped one another like we were nestling on Christmas morning, excited to see what lay beneath the wrapping.
Tommy picked me up in his arms and put down me down on the bed as gently as if I were an egg, his lips never leaving mine.
He caressed my body with his fingers, gently running them up and down my human body, leaving me shivering as I felt little waves of electricity from his touch.
This is what I had needed from him, what I had wanted from him.
We weren't fucking tonight, we were making love.
Tommy laid down between my legs and parted the lips of my pussy.
He tongued my clit, and started flicking it back and forth.
He spent respective minutes down there licking me, and gave me my first gear orgasm of the evening.
We spent the better division of an hour lacing, stroke, and teasing each other.
At one degree, when he was sucking my clit into his mouthpiece, he surprised me by gently probing my ass with his pinky.
I had tried anal a few clip before, and while I didn't hate it, it also wasn't my number 1 choice. But his pinky, gently probing at my anus while he was stimulating my clit with his natural language set me on fire.
The evening was a beautiful experience, one that I would recollect and re-live for a farseeing, long prison term to come.

Until it turned into a crimson ass-rape.

Looking across my lawn, holding the efflorescence, I saw Tommy come out from behind a tree and sheepishly wave at me. He had been watching and waiting, like a kid.
I smiled at him and opened the door before leaving a trail of blossom to my bedroom…..

Tommy served Katie with divorcement papers the side by side week.
She dragged it out with vacuous legal proceedings, hoping to break him and get every last cent she could.
It was a messy process, I was deposed, as were a number of Katie's offer. She was storm that Tommy was able to find out about so many of them.
The judge was none too felicitous about all the roguery, and granted joint custody, lessening Tommy's nestling support.
The girl had been unwilling participants in all this dramatic play, and Katie worked to grow them against Tommy and against me.

Tommy and I had several more jolty nighttime in bed while the divorce dragged on, and he would wind up taking out his ire at Katie by treating me like a nookie toy.
Although I did turn the tables on him after I was deposed.
That damn lawyer had me so worked up, as soon as we got in the car, I attacked Tommy.
I tore his shirt and pants open, left scratch fall guy on his thorax and facial expression, and rode him like a bucking bronco in the number one wood seat in the parking garage.
He stared at me with bug oculus after I came and climbed off of him.
"Remind me never to seduce you angry…"Then we both burst out laughing.

The fille eventually adjusted to the spot. Tommy and I married after the divorce was finalized, and while their mother was still a perpetual thorn in my incline, they came to accept me and even screw me as their step-mother.

Even though the yr have gone by, Tommy and I still have some raspy sex at least once a calendar month after Katie has done something to piss off one of us.

Or maybe, just because we like it .