Sweat was dripping off of Tommy's chin, splashing down onto my cheek. His oculus were closed as he pounded away at me. My branch were splayed extensive, his sinewy arms braced on the bed with my genu pinned behind them. I had one hand on my pussy, frigging my clit, while my other hand was reaching underneath me, my eye finger pushing in and out of my asshole.
"Keep going baby, I'm almost there."I urged him. He nodded, and increased his footstep.
As he kept thrusting deep into my pussy, I could experience the estrus deep in my loins. I was burning up and dripping pussy juice. The sound of our bodies crashing together mixed with the squelching sound of my cunt to fulfill the room.
"Ohohohoohhhhhhh……. Jessuuuuussssss yeeessssssss ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
My soundbox started convulsing and I exploded all over his cock as I saw fireworks.
Tommy pulled out of me, and spun my unresisting torso over. He grabbed my articulatio coxae and pulled me up to my knees. 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 plump for up and shoved the pillow under my rose hip before dropping me back down.
"Pleeeeeaaaaasssseeee, just a little bit of time."
Tommy leaned over me and whispered in my ear.
"It's ok Jess, you'll be fine."
He placed a hand on one of my ass cheek and pushed it to the side, exposing my asshole.
"Noooooo, Tommy. Not yet, please."I weakly tried to joggle away.
He placed the question of his cock to my jam. His peter was dripping with my juices, and it popped retiring my sphincter. Once he had the caput in, he reached forward and forced my head into the bed, and steadily pushed into me.
"Ohhhhhhhhh"I groaned as he forced his way into my ass. I tried to extract away, but it was no use. Tommy grabbed my hip with his other hand and held me still. He was in arrant control of me now, and had assumed a powerful climb position.
There was nowhere for me to go, all I could do was just hold still and study it.
Tommy plowed into me, his dick pushing past my sphincter, and deep into my colon. His hips were smacking into my ass cheeks, making a lewd slapping sound. perspiration was flying off both of our bodies, soaking the bed sheets underneath us.
I was still coming down from my orgasm, and my nervousness were raw. This knock-down piece of ass was almost too much for me. I squeezed my eye shut, gritted my teeth, and waited for him to finish.
I knew that Tommy had a lot of shit to work out, and that was why I was here.
I just hoped I could pull round this experience.
Tommy kept slamming into my ass, and after a couplet of minutes, he began grunting in time with his thrusts.
"payoff ! That ! peter ! ! Take ! That ! gumshoe ! !"
"Tommy, please."I pleaded with him.
He slowed a bit, grabbed my pelvis in his hands, and started slamming into me even harder. His powerful coat of arms pulled me back onto his peter, impaling me on it.
"piece of ass ! You ! beef ! ! Fuck ! You ! Bitch ! !"
This wasn't sex anymore. This was violent and ugly, like a rape.
"Tommy, stop ! ! ! ! Please, full stop ! ! ! ! ! !"
He either couldn't hear me, or was ignoring me, and kept pounding into my ass. I reached forward and grabbed clutch of the stripe 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 rear, pinning me to the bed beneath his system of weights. He rolled over on his face, holding me airless to him.
"Shhhh, it's OK Katie."
I wiped weeping from my oculus and snarled at him over my shoulder.
"I'm not Katie, you asshole."
I angrily shrugged his sleeve off of me, and pulled myself off his gumshoe as gently as I could.
I limped towards the toilet with his cum dripping down my leg.
I flipped on the luminosity electric switch and wet down a wash material to clean myself. As I wiped his cum from my leg, I discovered that I was bleeding as well.

Tommy appeared behind me, ignominy and guilty conscience 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 married woman's public figure ?"
He stared at the floor."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 better go."
He nodded, apologized again, gathered his dress 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 job, moving slowly after the previous night events. As I eventually worked my way back to the front of the house, I found a bouquet of tweed roses on the front porch. A belittled carte du jour 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 end window, gazing across the little horse farm I lived on.
This had once been a sleepy farming community, but about 15 years ago, real estate of the realm developers had come in and bought up all the land, transforming our little farm residential district into an upscale suburb, replete with gated subdivisions and snobby yuppies.
I still lived in the little underframe 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 property, we leased the mineral right hand, and sat back to take in the royalty checks.
I ran a great stable on our property, and all the snobs kept their horses boarded there. It was a lying-in of honey for me, a way to keep busy.
My husband Jake had been killed several twelvemonth ago by a drunkard driver, so I was alone now, a widow in her early 30's.
About five eld ago, Tommy and his family had moved into a house that backed up to our property. He had two adorable slight young lady, and an absolutely gorgeous wife, who was also a world class snob.
She was always dressed to the 9 in the recent architect manner, carried Fendi purses, and wore Manolo Blahnik shoes. She was constantly on the go ; Pilate, Yoga, the gym, tennis club, Country golf club, hair salon, manicurist, and whatever big sociable result was coming up.
They had a nursemaid for their piffling young woman since Tommy was always at study, and she had her socializing to attend to.
The missy often came over to drive the horses. I would whip them on, and gently chair a domesticize maria around in a circle. They would get to feed her Malus pumila when they were done, and they thought it was just the bang-up affair in the world.

One Saturday, I heard a smash at my door.
I answered and discovered Tommy outside with the girls, his lips drawn tight.
"Jess, I'm awfully sorry to spring this on you, but could I leave the daughter here for the day ? We're having a family emergency."
Little Amanda, the young of the two looked at me with red rimmed eyes.
"ma and daddy are fighting."She whispered.
"Shhhhhh !"daybreak, two days elderly, gave her sister a tearing rebuke."You're not supposed to say anything !"
I looked at Tommy, and he glanced away, embarrassed.
"That's no trouble, you two come on in. We'll have lunch and go engage a ride, how does that sound ?"
Tommy thanked me and left.
The girls and I played all day, until their female parent came to get them.
"Sorry about the inconvenience Jess, I appreciate it."
I nodded at her."No problem Katie, we had a grand afternoon."
Amanda looked at her mother with trepidation."Are you and daddy getting a divorce ?"
Katie blanched at that."Amanda ! What variety of interrogative is that ? Not in front line of strangers ! ! !"
Amanda looked at me."Jess isn't a stranger."
Katie huffed."wellspring she's not class. Let's go."
And they left without another word.

A couple of days later I was tending to some work on the sharpness 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 dejected ; my heart and soul went out to him.
"Tommy, would you like to come over for dinner party tonight ? It may do you some good."
He smiled wanly at me, and thanked me.
"I don't like eating by myself at home, it feels … unnatural."

He showed up that evening with a bottle of wine, and I grilled two steaks with baked potatoes and Indian corn on the cob.
We ate and chatted about world thing, current events, and sports.
"This is nice."He said as we cleared away the dishes."Katie's only interest in fashion and beau monde tittle-tattle. I can't recall the last real conversation I had with her."
I didn't want to pry, so I simply sat quietly. He walked into the life way, and cast his eye to the pallium where there were several pictures of Jake.
"How long have you been alone now, Jess ?"
"Seven years."I replied.
"I don't experience 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 future day, he texted me."Dinner tonight at my lieu ? I owe you."
That night, I arrived with a 6 pack of Coors Light.
"I'm a redneck girl."I told him with a smile.
"amercement by me,"he replied."It's good to be able-bodied to just unwind and be real."
I glanced around the cavernous living room. Everywhere you looked you saw expensive furnishings and decorations. The family portrait seemed a fiddling too perfect, if you know what I mean. Posed and polished, but ….. empty somehow.
Tommy pulled out claim out Chinese, and I laughed.
He smiled and said that he didn't really cook.
As we sat and ate, we got to know each former a little bit better.
He had been a college athlete, and Katie had been a Sorority girl. He had gone into the family occupation, and done pretty well, as evidenced by the house we were sitting in.
But despite the money, he was a pretty prime guy who reminded me a lot of Jake. His dad had built the business from the ground up, and Tommy had spent his summertime working for him, starting as an intern, and working in various low-level occupation throughout the ship's company each year, gradually learning the business. He had worked hard, and was on the threshold of buying his dad out, something that Katie couldn't fathom.
"She doesn't understand why he won't just kick in it to me. I'm afraid she doesn't always live in the real world. She's worried about the way it will impact our lifestyle when we don't have so much liquidity."
"Is that why she's gone ?"It wasn't too surprising. Financial problems are the number one proceeds for espouse couples that split up.
"No, I caught her fucking her Pilates instructor !"He bitterly snapped.
I flinched at that.
"Tommy, I'm sorry, it's not my line of work, I shouldn't have pried."
"It's okay."Tommy looked a bit assuage, a good deal to my surprise. It was a like a giant weight had been lifted from him.
"It feels good to finally tell someone."
We moved on to lighter subject, and he seemed more relaxed.
We watched the Billy Sunday nighttime biz on his big concealment, loudly cheering.
I left after the game was over, and he suggested that we get together for Monday dark football and dinner.

The next day, I got a textual matter from Tommy."Katie's back. No dinner tonight."
While I was glad for him, I was a bit disappoint to miss out on dinner and the game.

In the hail days, I would get random schoolbook from him, complaining, venting, or just asking how I was doing. accuracy to tell, I started to feel a trivial 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 occur between the two of them, especially not with two little girls in the picture.

A couple of weeks later, I got a call from him. As I answered, I heard Katie screaming on the early end of the line.
"You fucking gripe ! ! ! ! You goddam whore ! ! ! ! ! You stay the shtup away from my married man, or I'll claw your fucking eyes out ! ! ! ! !"
I quickly hung up on her, but my phone kept blowing up with voicemails and threatening text for the succeeding hour.
The side by side day, Tommy knocked on my door, looking apologetic.
"Katie took a look at my phone, and saw the textbook. I'm afraid she jumped to determination. I told her that nada happened, but….. well you saw how that worked out."
I nodded.
"Look Tommy, you're a squeamish guy, but this place with Katie …. It's nuts. And with your girls, 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 calendar week at a local anaesthetic bbq hangout. He looked tired and worn down. Despite my intention to not get involved, my heart went out to him and I asked how he was.
Katie had taken off again, taking the girls with her. He had no idea where she was, or when she was coming back.
Against my better judgment, I invited him over for dinner party that night.
And so a radiation diagram developed. Katie would take off without notice, sometimes just for a duad of days, sometimes for calendar week. Sometimes she took the miss, sometimes she left them behind.
Through it all, Tommy tried to maintain a strong nominal head, telling the young woman that ma was going on vacation. Meanwhile, Katie was off doing God-knows-who, and blowing through their banking concern account.

Whenever she took the girls, Tommy would weave up asking me to join him for dinner. I was leery, but by this full point, Katie's indiscretion were a bit of an open closed book around townsfolk. It turned out that she made a habit of hooking up with the latest tasty treat that came across her way of life, and Tommy had never suspected anything.
Katie was jerking him around at this point, telling him that she loved him and wanted to make their marriage workplace, and then disappearing again.
When she left the female child behind, I would make myself scarce. I didn't want them telling Katie that I was around.
When she did take the young woman, Tommy and I would fall out and talk.
He joked that I was his recreational therapist, but as I pointed out, since I wasn't trained or licensed, it all evened out.
As 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 indisputable how it happened, maybe it was the beer, but at one point, 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 neck as our tongues danced in one another's rima oris.
I could finger 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 tenacious, and feeling his cutaneous senses on my skin inflamed my heat. I wanted him.
I wanted to experience his hands on my bare peel, to feel his lips bear upon me, to sense him inside of me.
I needed him.
I needed to find like a woman.
I needed him to make me palpate the way I wanted to feel.
We paused for air, and looked deep into each others eyes.
I saw a glimmer of dubiousness in his.
"Jess, maybe we shouldn't. I'm still married, Katie is talking about working affair out…"
I leaned my head against his.
"So severalise me Tommy, what exactly do you recall your wife is doing right now ?"
He hesitated.
"well ….. she's probably spending my money and having sex with some random guy."
I began planting fiddling kisses all over his face.
"And what do you believe she'll say to you the following time she sees you ?"
He looked at the ceiling.
"She'll probably recite me that she loves me and wants to work 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 account !"
"Tommy, your man and wife 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 deep blue eyes.
"I don't know if I can."
"Let me aid you."
I sat back and pulled my shirt off over my straits, and undid my bra.
Tommy was mesmerized by my boob. I reached down and took his hands before guiding them to my careen hard nipples.
However, as soon as he touched me, he pulled his handwriting 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 naked and walked to my chamber. I stood in front end of my gaffer full length mirror and examined myself.
Was there something improper with me ?
Was there some flaw that Tommy had seen ?
I piled my blonde tresses on top of my head.
Some get off lentigo adorned my release nose.
I had a rosy-cheeked skin colour that was burnished by my invariant outdoors work.
Tending to the cavalry had given me a house and toned body.
I examined my arms. Not overly powerful, you could trace the definition in them. No turkey necks hanging beneath them.
My bosom were round and full, natural 34 Cs with just the perfect amount of hang.
I rubbed my hands in lazy circles on them.
My fingerbreadth twisted my pert nipples like radio dials.
With one hand still fondling my breast, I traced the fingernails of my relinquish script down my taut abdomen. You could clearly see the definition of my abdomen.
I made my way further Confederate States, down along my bare pubis. No FUPA here, I was as flavourless as I had been as a teenager.
I traced the outer curve of my pelvic arch, while turning slightly to analyse my ass.
It sat high and proud, with no hint of cellulite there, or on my thighs.
Two decades of horseback riding had sculpted my ass and thighs.
My finger located my clitoris and lightly stroked it, sending a slight jounce through my groin.
I started working a single finger in and out of my plastered pussy.
I hadn't been with a man in a while, and I could tell.
The abbreviated make out session with Tommy had me dripping.
I lay back on my bed and began to work my finger in and out of my increasingly wet pussy.
I could palpate my temperature rising when I heard a belt at my front door.
Are you fucking kidding me ? ! ? ! ?
I tried to cut it when I heard Tommy's voice.
"Jess, undetermined up."

I threw on a gown 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 hell on earth that he had interrupted me.
"I told you it was over Tommy, maybe now you see it."
He looked up with choler in his eyes.
"How could she do this to me ? Just string me along and hit me with this ?"
Without thinking, I reached out and pulled him into the house while dropping my robe.
His eyes bulged as he took in my naked form.
I pulled him to me and kissed him.
He responded forcefully, plunging his tongue deep into my mouth while he yanked off his belt and struggled with his pants.
I reached out to assist him, but he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my drumhead in one of his hands as he pushed me back against the wall.
With his give up hand, he traced my breasts, before dipping down to my pussy.
Discovering how wet it was, he looked hungrily into my center, then savagely kissed me again.
The force of his actions surprised me, but I was swept away by my arousal.
He spun me around, and kept my hands pinned to the paries above my head.
I heard the zipper of his pants coming loose, and then gasped as he pressed his shaft 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 breath from my lungs.
As I steadied myself, he grabbed my wrist in his hands and held them against the rampart above my head.
Tommy wasn't building up to anything, he started a rhythmic pounding movement into me, and I do mean pounding. It was like he trying to rap my cervix out.
I was panting and moaning, and I could hear Tommy behind me, grunting in clip with his thrusts.
His invariant pounding was driving me screwball after I had gone so long without penetration. I began gasping and begged him to rub my clit to set me off.
Instead, he released my hands, and grabbed my hip joint, then began forcefully pulling me back onto his shaft. The slapping of our bare skin together echoed through the house. I leaned my side against the wall and began playing with my clit.
I could feel my orgasm swell within me, almost from my toes.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyeeeeeeeessssssss ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
I felt my pussy clamp down on his peter, and he suddenly stopped moving as he shouted out, his body 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 cock slickness from my pussy.
I turned to face up him, and smiled.
He looked down, then away, as if he was ashamed to run across 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 erotic love, what do you think happened ?"
He looked uncomfortable at that.
"I need to go. I'll call you later."
He quickly pulled his bloomers up and left, leaving me naked 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 years, he seemed to be avoiding me. So that weekend, I decided to campaign the issue.
I knocked on his front door and walked right in. I spun on my cad to confront him.
"Alright Tommy, let's put our cards on the mesa. I like you. I have feelings 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 succeeding, so he filled in the silence.
"She said that she was furious when she told me about the lawyer……"
His interpreter trailed off, and rent came to his eyes.
"I cheated on my wife ….. I committed adultery."
He shook his caput.
"I can't see you. What we did …. You need to leave. Please don't contact me again."
I silently left. Not much I could say to that.

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

That night I sat on my sofa while Tommy paced back and Forth River and spewed all his anger and frustrations out.
For an hour I listened to him storm against her and how unjust this stallion spot was, how it was damaging his missy, how it was driving him dotty, and how it was starting to feign his business.
Finally, his telephone set buzzed.
He looked down at it.
"Katie says she'll be back tomorrow…."


I rolled my eyes.
"And how foresighted do you think that she'll delay this meter ? 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 eyes flashed as a quickly glared at me.
"Don't you talk about my wife that way !"
"Listen Tommy, you just spent the evening complaining about her running around on you, and now you're defending her ? Are you even listening to yourself ? Ask yourself what do you intend she was doing while she was gone ?"
"She had the miss 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 time, her mom says that I don't pay enough attention to her….."
"Tommy, you're working to secure 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 freak !"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 wake up ? ! ? ! ? ! ?"
At this period I stood up and started pushing him backwards.
"She's put you through a year of distortion ! ! She's yanked you back and Forth ! ! She's toying with your emotions ! ! ! She's putting your young woman through all of this ! ! And she's been fucking other men ! ! ! !"
I was angered. Whether at Katie or Tommy, I wasn't quite for sure, but I was ferocious. Truth to severalise, probably at both of them.

Tommy looked at me, stunned. Then I saw anger emanation in his eyes. He stepped forwards, grabbed my face in his workforce, and pulled me to him for a passionate kiss. I eagerly responded, and wrapped my weapon system 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 knees, taking my panty with them.
He reached for my pussy and began rubbing his fingers up and down my slit.
I turned my head to look over my shoulder.
He seemed daze, moving in a lustful fog.
For some grounds, he frightened me a bit. This whole scenario did.
"Tommy……."
He looked up at me, almost as if he didn't greet me.
He reached forwards and turned my top dog away from him.
I felt him place his bridge player on the small of my binding as he jabbed at my pussy with his tool. I reached back between my wooden leg to channelise 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 puss.
I cried out as he slammed into me and began pounding away.
Like our cobbler's last meeting, this wasn't gentle, this was a excited roll in the hay. He didn't care about my pleasure ; he was just taking care of himself.
He started grunting in prison term with his thrusting again.
"Yeah ! Yeah ! ! Yeah ! ! Unn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! !"
I turned my top dog again and peered at him. His eyes were closed, and his case was a contorted mask of lust and anger.
"Cummingcummingcumming ! ! ! !"He gasped.
He pulled out of me and shot his load onto my back.
"Tommy, look at me."I said.
He was still recovering, with his capitulum hanging down and breathing deeply. The look on his face was at once raging and satisfied.
"Tommy."I repeated.
That seemed to snap him out of his daze.
His eyes opened and he glanced up at me. As soon as our eyes met, his expression changed to one of plethora. He looked down and began pulling his pant up.
"Jess, I have to go. I'll margin 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 trunks and my underwear pulled down far plenty to allow him entry.
fountainhead this is bunglesome, I thought to myself as I got up.
What was wrongfulness 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 intelligence, and I told him to come over for dinner.
He sat and stewed as we ate, I could assure that he had a lot going through his judgement. Conversation was kept to a minimum, with no mention of our previous encounter, or the latest developing in his crumbling marriage.
As I began clearing the table, he placed his hand on my hip and pushed me against the tabular array. He reached for the back of my neck and pushed me face down on top of it. Once again, my drawers 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 head down on the mesa and began to cry.
I was the other woman. The one he fucked when his married woman was gone.
I felt so dirty.
He was totally oblivious to my tears, my tone, to what he was doing to me.
He was degrading me.
And I was letting him do it.

The future night he was back. There wasn't even the pretext of dinner party this time, as soon as I opened the door, he kissed me hard and backed me up against the wall. As he went to become me around, I placed my hands on his chest.
"Tommy, stop."
He looked confused.
"I'm not going to sustain playing along."
"Jess, what are you talking about ?"
"I'm not going to be your working girl. I don't know what's going on with you and Katie, but I'm not some girlfriend that you can get over and fuck when you're furious at her."
He pressed his lips 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 feet ? Ever hugged me ? Ever gone down on me ? You fuck me till you cum, and then you're out the door ! ! Do you have any idea how that makes me feel ? ? ? ? ? ! !"
binge were starting to flow now.
"I'm a dear person, and I don't deserve this ! I don't want a daily lay, or a fuck buddy ! I want someone that I can have a human relationship with ! ! I want mortal that I can sleep together 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 straits 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 justly. I haven't been considerate of your penury, I've just been thinking of my own."
He walked to the sofa and sat down.
I've just had so very much 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 headway."Yeah, I guess so."
He looked up at me, his eyes moist.
"I'm really pitiful. Can we start again ?"
I considered for a moment, then went and sat down future to him.
"I'd like that."
"Thank you. For giving me another chance."
He leaned towards me and kissed me.
Gently this clock time, like he was afraid to hurt me. His hands began working up the nucha 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 teenager for a while before I rose and took him by the script into my bedroom.
We stripped one another like we were Thomas Kyd on Dec 25 morning time, excited to see what lay beneath the wrapping.
Tommy picked me up in his weapon and laid me down on the bed as gently as if I were an egg, his backtalk never leaving mine.
He caressed my consistency with his fingers, gently running them up and down my pattern, 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 River.
He spent several minutes down there licking me, and gave me my first orgasm of the evening.
We spent the better section of an hour licking, stroking, and teasing each other.
At one point, when he was sucking my button into his oral cavity, he surprised me by gently probing my ass with his pinky.
I had tried anal a few clock time before, and while I didn't hate it, it also wasn't my initiatory choice. But his pinky, gently probing at my anus while he was stimulating my clit with his tongue set me on fire.
The evening was a beautiful experience, one that I would remember and re-live for a yearn, long time to come.

Until it turned into a tearing ass-rape.

looking for across my lawn, holding the flowers, I saw Tommy occur out from behind a tree diagram 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 flowers to my bedroom…..

Tommy served Katie with divorcement document the next week.
She dragged it out with mindless legal proceedings, hoping to break him and get every last cent she could.
It was a mussy unconscious process, I was deposed, as were a turn of Katie's fling. She was surprised that Tommy was able to find out about so many of them.
The evaluator was none too happy about all the devilment, and granted articulate custody, lessening Tommy's child support.
The girls had been unwilling participants in all this drama, and Katie worked to sour them against Tommy and against me.

Tommy and I had several more jolting Night in bed while the divorce dragged on, and he would scent up taking out his anger at Katie by treating me like a bed toy.
Although I did change by reversal the mesa on him after I was deposed.
That shit attorney had me so worked up, as soon as we got in the car, I attacked Tommy.
I tore his shirt and pants open, left prick marks on his thorax and side, and rode him like a bucking broncho in the drivers seat in the parking garage.
He stared at me with bug centre after I came and climbed off of him.
"Remind me never to pee you angry…"Then we both burst out laughing.

The lady friend eventually adjusted to the situation. Tommy and I married after the divorcement was finalized, and while their female parent was still a ceaseless thorn in my side, they came to have me and even sleep with me as their step-mother.

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

Or maybe, just because we like it .