Sweat was dripping off of Tommy's mentum, splashing down onto my face. His eyes were closed as he pounded away at me. My legs were splayed wide, his sinewy arms braced on the bed with my human knee pinned behind them. I had one hired man on my pussy, frigging my clitoris, while my other hand was reaching underneath me, my middle finger pushing in and out of my asshole.
"dungeon going baby, I'm almost there."I urged him. He nodded, and increased his gait.
As he kept thrusting deep into my cunt, I could feel the heat deep in my lumbus. I was burning up and dripping pussy juice. The sound of our bodies crashing together mixed with the squelching sound of my kitty-cat to satiate the room.
"Ohohohoohhhhhhh……. Jessuuuuussssss yeeessssssss ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
My organic structure started convulsing and I exploded all over his cock as I saw fireworks.
Tommy pulled out of me, and reel my resistless body over. He grabbed my hip joint 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 back up and shoved the pillow under my hips 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 brass and pushed it to the side, exposing my asshole.
"Noooooo, Tommy. Not yet, please."I weakly tried to wiggle away.
He placed the promontory of his turncock to my cakehole. His dick was dripping with my juices, and it popped past my sphincter. Once he had the brain in, he reached forward and forced my head teacher 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 other hand and held me still. He was in perfect control of me now, and had assumed a sinewy mount position.
There was nowhere for me to go, all I could do was just hold still and take it.
Tommy plowed into me, his tool pushing past my sphincter, and deep into my colon. His pelvis were smacking into my ass impudence, making a lewd slapping auditory sensation. Sweat was flying off both of our bodies, soaking the bed sheets underneath us.
I was still coming down from my coming, and my nervousness were raw. This knock-down fucking was almost too much for me. I squeezed my oculus shut, gritted my dentition, and waited for him to finish.
I knew that Tommy had a lot of whoreson to wreak out, and that was why I was here.
I just hoped I could survive this experience.
Tommy kept slamming into my ass, and after a couple of moment, he began grunting in time with his thrusts.
"Take ! That ! prick ! ! fill ! That ! peter ! !"
"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 subdivision pulled me back onto his cock, impaling me on it.
"nooky ! You ! Bitch ! ! Fuck ! You ! Bitch ! !"
This wasn't sex anymore. This was fierce and ugly, like a rape.
"Tommy, block ! ! ! ! Please, arrest ! ! ! ! ! !"
He either couldn't hear me, or was ignoring me, and kept pounding into my ass. I reached forward and grabbed hold of the bars of my wrought iron headboard. I was crying and screaming as he kept fucking my ass.
He finally gave a mighty roar and coated my colon with his jizz before collapsing on my rear, pinning me to the bed beneath his weight. He rolled over on his position, holding me close to him.
"Shhhh, it's alright Katie."
I wiped weeping from my center and snarled at him over my shoulder.
"I'm not Katie, you asshole."
I angrily shrugged his arms off of me, and pulled myself off his dick as gently as I could.
I limped towards the privy with his cum dripping down my leg.
I flipped on the light switch and wet down a washing material to cleanse myself. As I wiped his cum from my leg, I discovered that I was bleeding as well.

Tommy appeared behind me, shame and guilt 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 epithet ?"
He stared at the level."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 swallow hole."I think you considerably 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 job, moving slowly after the old nights events. As I eventually worked my way back to the movement of the house, I found a posy of white roses on the forepart porch. A small card was attached with a simple inscription.
"I'm sorry. T"
I sighed and smiled. I wished I could stay mad at him, but it just wasn't possible.

I glanced out the figurehead window, gazing across the little horse farm I lived on.
This had once been a sleepy husbandry community of interests, but about 15 eld ago, genuine estate developers had come in and bought up all the landed estate, transforming our petty farm biotic community into an upscale suburb, satiate with gated subdivisions and snobby yuppies.
I still lived in the little frame planetary house that my grandfather had built, I just couldn't bear to part with it, so I held on despite remunerative whirl from the developers.
When it was discovered that we had oil on our attribute, we leased the mineral rights, and sat back to take in the royalty checks.
I ran a turgid horse barn on our property, and all the snobs kept their Equus caballus boarded there. It was a labor of honey for me, a way to keep busy.
My hubby Jake had been killed several years ago by a sot number one wood, so I was alone now, a widow in her other 30's.
About five long time ago, Tommy and his family had moved into a star sign that backed up to our property. He had two adorable minuscule girl, and an absolutely gorgeous wife, who was also a globe division snot.
She was always dressed to the club in the latest architect fashions, carried Fendi pocketbook, and wore Manolo Blahnik horseshoe. She was constantly on the go ; Pilate, Yoga, the gym, lawn tennis nine, state golf club, fuzz beauty parlour, manicurist, and whatever big social event was coming up.
They had a nanny for their little girls since Tommy was always at work, and she had her socializing to attend to.
The lady friend often came over to hinge on the horses. I would strap them on, and gently lead a tame mare around in a lap. They would get to bung her apples when they were done, and they thought it was just the greatest thing in the world.

One Saturday, I heard a knock at my doorway.
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 girls here for the day ? We're having a family emergency."
Little Amanda, the jr. of the two looked at me with red rimmed eyes.
"Mommy and dad are fighting."She whispered.
"Shhhhhh !"Dawn, two yr one-time, gave her sister a rough reproval."You're not supposed to say anything !"
I looked at Tommy, and he glanced away, embarrassed.
"That's no problem, you two come on in. We'll have dejeuner and go train a drive, how does that sound ?"
Tommy thanked me and left.
The missy 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 job 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 kind of question is that ? Not in front man of alien ! ! !"
Amanda looked at me."Jess isn't a stranger."
Katie huffed."wellspring she's not household. Let's go."
And they left without another word.

A couple of days later I was tending to some piece of work on the edge the belongings and saw Tommy over the fencing in his pool.
"How are you doing ?"
He looked up at me.
"Not too well. Katie took the girls and went to her mom's."
"I'm sorry."He looked so dejected ; my centre went out to him.
"Tommy, would you like to hail 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 plate, it feels … unnatural."

He showed up that evening with a bottle of wine, and I grilled two steaks with bake tater and corn on the cob.
We ate and chatted about human race social function, flow events, and sports.
"This is nice."He said as we cleared away the dishes."Katie's only interested in manner and society gabfest. 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 room, and cast his middle to the mantle where there were several pic of Jake.
"How long have you been alone now, Jess ?"
"Seven years."I replied.
"I don't have sex 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 place ? 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.
"Fine by me,"he replied."It's dependable to be able-bodied to just slow down and be real."
I glanced around the erectile living way. Everywhere you looked you saw expensive furnishings and decorations. The family portraits seemed a little too thoroughgoing, if you know what I mean. Posed and polished, but ….. empty somehow.
Tommy pulled out study 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 fille. He had gone into the family line job, and done pretty well, as evidenced by the house 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 from the basis up, and Tommy had spent his summers working for him, starting as an medical intern, and working in various low-level occupation throughout the company each year, gradually learning the business. He had worked hard, and was on the brink 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 actual world. She's worried about the way it will impact our lifestyle when we don't have so a good deal liquidity."
"Is that why she's gone ?"It wasn't too storm. financial job are the number one issue for married twosome 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 enterprise, I shouldn't have pried."
"It's okay."Tommy looked a bit allay, much to my surprise. It was a like a behemoth system of weights had been lifted from him.
"It feels secure to finally separate someone."
We moved on to calorie-free issue, and he seemed more relaxed.
We watched the William Ashley Sunday night biz on his big screen, loudly cheering.
I left after the biz was over, and he suggested that we get together for Monday Night Football and dinner.

The next 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 lack out on dinner and the game.

In the orgasm days, I would get random texts from him, complaining, venting, or just asking how I was doing. accuracy to secern, I started to feel a little bit uncomfortable about the billet. Despite the fact that his wife had cheated on him, he was still married, and I didn't want to get 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 bitch ! ! ! ! You goddam whore ! ! ! ! ! You stay the nooky away from my husband, or I'll hook your fucking eyes out ! ! ! ! !"
I quickly hung up on her, but my sound kept blowing up with voicemail and threatening text for the future hour.
The next day, Tommy knocked on my door, looking apologetic.
"Katie took a look at my phone, and saw the school text. I'm afraid she jumped to last. I told her that nothing happened, but….. well you saw how that worked out."
I nodded.
"feeling Tommy, you're a squeamish guy, but this situation with Katie …. It's nuts. And with your little girl, 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 bbq hangout. He looked tired and worn down. Despite my design 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 judgement, I invited him over for dinner that night.
And so a convention developed. Katie would film off without posting, sometimes just for a duo of twenty-four hour period, sometimes for weeks. Sometimes she took the lady friend, sometimes she left them behind.
Through it all, Tommy tried to asseverate a inviolable front line, telling the girls that mommy 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 wind up asking me to join him for dinner. I was wary, but by this point, Katie's peccadillo were a bit of an open secret around Town. It turned out that she made a use of hooking up with the belated tasty treat that came across her path, and Tommy had never suspected anything.
Katie was jerking him around at this point, telling him that she loved him and wanted to prepare their marriage oeuvre, and then disappearing again.
When she left the miss behind, I would get myself hardly. I didn't want them telling Katie that I was around.
When she did take the daughter, Tommy and I would advert out and talk.
He joked that I was his unpaid 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 night, after almost a class of Katie's disappearing and reappearing act, we got together.
I'm not exactly certainly how it happened, maybe it was the beer, but at one power 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 clapper danced in one another's mouths.
I could feel his desire, his want 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 yearn, and feeling his touch on my skin inflamed my mania. I wanted him.
I wanted to feel his hired hand on my bare skin, to palpate his lips extend to me, to palpate him inside of me.
I needed him.
I needed to palpate like a woman.
I needed him to make me feel the way I wanted to feel.
We paused for air, and looked deep into each others eyes.
I saw a glimmering of uncertainty in his.
"Jess, maybe we shouldn't. I'm still married, Katie is talking about working matter out…"
I leaned my head against his.
"So severalise me Tommy, what exactly do you think your married woman is doing right now ?"
He hesitated.
"wellspring ….. she's probably spending my money and having sex with some random guy."
I began planting little kiss all over his face.
"And what do you think she'll say to you the next meter she sees you ?"
He looked at the ceiling.
"She'll probably evidence me that she loves me and wants to make for it out."
I kept kissing him.
"And what else ?"
"That she needs just a little Sir Thomas 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 marriage 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 the neck 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 head, and untie my bra.
Tommy was mesmerized by my breasts. I reached down and took his work force before guiding them to my rock 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 defenseless and walked to my bedroom. I stood in presence of my age-old full phase of the moon distance mirror and examined myself.
Was there something wrong with me ?
Was there some defect that Tommy had seen ?
I piled my blonde tresses on top of my head.
Some light freckle adorned my button nose.
I had a rosy skin colour that was burnished by my constant outdoors work.
care to the horse cavalry had given me a firm and toned body.
I examined my sleeve. Not overly muscular, you could delineate the definition in them. No turkey necks hanging beneath them.
My breasts were round and entire, cancel 34 Cs with just the sodding amount of hang.
I rubbed my workforce in slothful dress circle on them.
My fingers twisted my pert nipples like tuner dials.
With one helping hand still fondling my tit, I traced the fingernails of my unloose hand down my taut stomach. You could clearly see the definition of my abdomen.
I made my way further S, down along my bare pubis. No FUPA here, I was as flat as I had been as a teenager.
I traced the outer curve of my hip, while turning slightly to essay my ass.
It sat high and proud, with no trace of cellulite there, or on my thighs.
Two decades of horseback equitation had sculpted my ass and thighs.
My finger located my clit and lightly stroked it, sending a little jar through my groin.
I started working a ace finger in and out of my tight pussy.
I hadn't been with a man in a while, and I could tell.
The brief make out session with Tommy had me dripping.
I lay back on my bed and began to work my digit in and out of my increasingly wet pussy.
I could finger my temperature rising when I heard a knock at my movement door.
Are you fucking kidding me ? ! ? ! ?
I tried to ignore it when I heard Tommy's voice.
"Jess, open 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 hell 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 mentation, I reached out and pulled him into the house while dropping my robe.
His centre 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 rap and struggled with his pants.
I reached out to aid him, but he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my psyche in one of his hands as he pushed me back against the wall.
With his free 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 action 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 slide fastener of his pants coming loose, and then gasped as he pressed his cock against me. He pushed me peg 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 wrists in his hands and held them against the rampart above my head.
Tommy wasn't building up to anything, he started a rhythmic pounding motion into me, and I do mean pounding. It was like he trying to knock my neck out.
I was panting and moaning, and I could hear Tommy behind me, grunting in time with his thrusts.
His never-ending pounding was driving me crazy 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 deal, and grabbed my pelvis, then began forcefully pulling me back onto his shaft. The slapping of our bare skin together echoed through the house. I leaned my font against the wall and began playing with my clit.
I could experience my orgasm swell within me, almost from my toes.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyeeeeeeeessssssss ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
I felt my twat clamp down on his cock, and he suddenly stopped moving as he shouted out, his torso 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 slip from my pussy.
I turned to front him, and smiled.
He looked down, then away, as if he was ashamed to run into 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 consider happened ?"
He looked uncomfortable at that.
"I need to go. I'll call you later."
He quickly pulled his knickers up and left, leaving me naked and bewildered in my entryway.
I slept like a log that nighttime, completely satisfied.

The adjacent day, I texted him for dinner, but he begged off. Over the following few years, he seemed to be avoiding me. So that weekend, I decided to press the issue.
I knocked on his movement door and walked right in. I spun on my dog to face him.
"Alright Tommy, let's put our posting on the tabular array. 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 matter 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 vocalism trailed off, and teardrop came to his eyes.
"I cheated on my married woman ….. I committed adultery."
He shook his chief.
"I can't see you. What we did …. You need to leave. Please don't liaison me again."
I silently left. Not a good deal I could say to that.

Katie came back menage and stayed for a couple of weeks before disappearing for a holiday weekend.
She then came back for another calendar month, and then left with the female child again for an extended stay at her mothers.
After about a workweek, Tommy texted me.
"Can we babble out ?"
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 twelvemonth, I thought that certain needs had prospicient since gone, but they were just lying dormant.
And it wasn't just the sex, it was the society, the affaire, the ability to talk to person on more than just a passing level. I felt alert when I was with him.
"cum by tonight."I replied.

That Nox I sat on my sofa while Tommy paced back and Forth River and spewed all his anger and frustrations out.
For an hr I listened to him rage against her and how unjust this entire state of affairs was, how it was damaging his girls, how it was driving him demented, and how it was starting to affect his business.
Finally, his earphone buzzed.
He looked down at it.
"Katie says she'll be back tomorrow…."


I rolled my eyes.
"And how long do you think that she'll stay this time ? Until she meets a new personal trainer ? The busboy at the bbq shack is jolly cute. They've hired a new cashier at the grocery store."
His centre flashed as a quickly glared at me.
"Don't you talk about my married woman 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 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 metre, her mom says that I don't pay enough attention to her….."
"Tommy, you're working to guarantee 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 knead 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 save letting her do it to you some more ! ! When are you going to wake up ? ! ? ! ? ! ?"
At this head I stood up and started pushing him backwards.
"She's put you through a year of torture ! ! She's yanked you back and Forth River ! ! She's toying with your emotions ! ! ! She's putting your girlfriend through all of this ! ! And she's been fucking other men ! ! ! !"
I was wild. Whether at Katie or Tommy, I wasn't quite indisputable, but I was furious. truth to tell, probably at both of them.

Tommy looked at me, stunned. Then I saw anger wage hike in his eyes. He stepped forwards, grabbed my face in his hands, and pulled me to him for a passionate candy kiss. I eagerly responded, and wrapped my arm 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 scanty with them.
He reached for my kitty-cat and began rubbing his fingerbreadth up and down my slit.
I turned my foreland to depend over my shoulder.
He seemed dazed, moving in a lusty 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 recognize me.
He reached forwards and turned my school principal away from him.
I felt him invest his bridge player on the small of my back as he jabbed at my pussy with his cock. I reached back between my stage to take him into me, but he smacked my handwriting away and roughly pushed forward. I gasped as he clumsily prodded at my vulva before finally locating the ingress to my kitty-cat.
I cried out as he slammed into me and began pounding away.
Like our go encounter, this wasn't gentle, this was a frantic fucking. He didn't care about my pleasure ; he was just taking care of himself.
He started grunting in clock time with his thrusts again.
"Yeah ! Yeah ! ! Yeah ! ! Unn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! !"
I turned my head again and peered at him. His optic were closed, and his face was a distort mask of lecherousness and anger.
"Cummingcummingcumming ! ! ! !"He gasped.
He pulled out of me and film his load onto my back.
"Tommy, look at me."I said.
He was still recovering, with his forefront hanging down and breathing deeply. The expression on his face was at once wild 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 facial expression 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 elbow joint, his cum soaking into the back of my shirt, with my shorts and my underwear pulled down far enough to allow him entry.
wellspring this is unenviable, I thought to myself as I got up.
What was wrongly with him ? He fucks me and leaves ? What was that ?

A hebdomad later, we were back at it. Katie had moved out, taking the girls with her.
Tommy texted me the word, and I told him to amount over for dinner.
He sat and stewed as we ate, I could order that he had a lot going through his judgment. Conversation was kept to a lower limit, with no mention of our former confrontation, or the former ontogenesis in his crumbling marriage.
As I began clearing the table, he placed his hand on my hip and pushed me against the mesa. He reached for the back of my neck and pushed me face down on top of it. Once again, my pants 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 headway down on the table and began to cry.
I was the other char. The one he fucked when his married woman was gone.
I felt so dirty.
He was totally oblivious to my tears, 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 pretending of dinner this clock time, as soon as I opened the door, he kissed me severely 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 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 female child that you can come over and get laid when you're wild 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 feet ? 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 thought how that makes me feel ? ? ? ? ? ! !"
split were starting to run now.
"I'm a ripe person, and I don't deserve this ! I don't want a casual lay, or a nooky buddy ! I want somebody that I can have a human relationship with ! ! I want soul that I can have intercourse 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 psyche 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 rectify. I haven't been considerate of your motivation, I've just been thinking of my own."
He walked to the sofa and sat down.
I've just had so 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 wild at Katie, and you grudge-fuck me."
He hung his principal."Yeah, I guess so."
He looked up at me, his optic moist.
"I'm really sorry. Can we begin again ?"
I considered for a present moment, 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 bruise me. His hands began working up the nucha of my neck opening, gently stroking it as he massaged my scalp and played with my hair.
We made out on the lounge like a pair of teenagers for a while before I rose and took him by the script into my bedroom.
We stripped one another like we were shaver on Christmas dawning, excited to see what lay beneath the wrapping.
Tommy picked me up in his limb and laid me down on the bed as gently as if I were an egg, his brim never leaving mine.
He caressed my body with his fingers, gently running them up and down my design, leaving me shivering as I felt fiddling 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 leg and parted the sassing of my pussy.
He tongued my clitoris, and started flicking it back and Forth.
He spent several minutes down there licking me, and gave me my first coming of the evening.
We spent the better region of an minute lacing, stroking, and teasing each other.
At one decimal point, when he was sucking my clit into his mouth, 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 first gear choice. But his little finger, gently probing at my anus while he was stimulating my clitoris with his knife set me on fire.
The eve was a beautiful experience, one that I would remember and re-live for a longsighted, long time to come.

Until it turned into a violent ass-rape.

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

Tommy served Katie with divorce newspaper publisher the next week.
She dragged it out with mindless effectual proceedings, hoping to break him and get every last cent she could.
It was a messy unconscious process, I was deposed, as were a figure of Katie's flings. She was surprise that Tommy was able to find out about so many of them.
The judge was none too glad about all the shenanigans, and granted joint hands, lessening Tommy's child support.
The girl had been unwilling participant in all this drama, and Katie worked to twist them against Tommy and against me.

Tommy and I had various more jolty nights in bed while the divorce dragged on, and he would wind up taking out his anger at Katie by treating me like a have a go at it toy.
Although I did change state the tables on him after I was deposed.
That shucks lawyer had me so worked up, as soon as we got in the car, I attacked Tommy.
I tore his shirt and pant open, left dinero gull on his chest and face, and rode him like a bucking bronco in the drivers seat in the parking garage.
He stared at me with bug eyes after I came and climbed off of him.
"Remind me never to pee-pee you angry…"Then we both burst out laughing.

The female child 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 English, they came to accept me and even roll in the hay me as their step-mother.

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

Or maybe, just because we like it .