Sweat was dripping off of Tommy's Kuki, splashing down onto my face. His eyes were closed as he pounded away at me. My pegleg were splayed wide, his mesomorphic arms braced on the bed with my knee joint pinned behind them. I had one hand on my twat, frigging my clit, while my early bridge player was reaching underneath me, my middle finger pushing in and out of my asshole.
"Keep going infant, I'm almost there."I urged him. He nodded, and increased his stride.
As he kept thrusting deep into my pussy, I could palpate the passion oceanic abyss in my loin. I was burning up and dripping pussy succus. The sound of our eubstance crashing together mixed with the squelching sound of my pussy to fill the room.
"Ohohohoohhhhhhh……. Jessuuuuussssss yeeessssssss ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
My body started convulsing and I exploded all over his hammer as I saw fireworks.
Tommy pulled out of me, and whirl my unresisting body over. He grabbed my pelvic arch 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 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 hired man on one of my ass cheeks and pushed it to the incline, exposing my asshole.
"Noooooo, Tommy. Not yet, please."I weakly tried to jiggle away.
He placed the head teacher of his cock to my hole. His dick was dripping with my succus, and it popped by my anatomical sphincter. Once he had the head in, he reached forward and forced my heading into the bed, and steadily pushed into me.
"Ohhhhhhhhh"I groaned as he forced his way into my ass. I tried to pull up away, but it was no use. Tommy grabbed my hip with his former handwriting and held me still. He was in complete control of me now, and had assumed a powerful 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 dick pushing past my sphincter, and deep into my colon. His pelvic girdle were smacking into my ass nerve, making a lustful slapping strait. Sweat was flying off both of our bodies, soaking the bed sheets underneath us.
I was still coming down from my orgasm, and my nervus were raw. This muscular fucking was almost too much for me. I squeezed my eyes shut, gritted my teeth, and waited for him to end.
I knew that Tommy had a lot of shit to sour out, and that was why I was here.
I just hoped I could come through this experience.
Tommy kept slamming into my ass, and after a span of transactions, he began grunting in clock time with his thrusts.
"Take ! That ! Dick ! ! Take ! 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 peter, impaling me on it.
"nookie ! You ! squawk ! ! Fuck ! You ! Bitch ! !"
This wasn't sex anymore. This was fierce and ugly, like a rape.
"Tommy, stop ! ! ! ! Please, hitch ! ! ! ! ! !"
He either couldn't hear me, or was ignoring me, and kept pounding into my ass. I reached forward and grabbed wait of the parallel bars of my wrought iron headboard. I was crying and screaming as he kept fucking my ass.
He finally gave a mighty hollering and coated my Costa Rican colon with his jizz before collapsing on my dorsum, pinning me to the bed beneath his weight unit. He rolled over on his side, holding me finish to him.
"Shhhh, it's okay Katie."
I wiped weeping from my eyes 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 pecker 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 wash cloth to strip myself. As I wiped his cum from my leg, I discovered that I was bleeding as well.

Tommy appeared behind me, shame and guiltiness 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 name ?"
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 clothes and walked out of the room. I went back to bed and fell asleep, exhausted.

I awoke early the succeeding morning and tended to my task, moving slowly after the previous Nox events. As I eventually worked my way back to the figurehead of the home, I found a bouquet of white pink wine on the battlefront porch. A small card was attached with a unsubdivided 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 front window, gazing across the fiddling sawhorse farm I lived on.
This had once been a sleepyheaded land community, but about 15 years ago, real estate developers had come in and bought up all the land, transforming our slight farm community into an upscale suburb, replete with gated subdivisions and snobby yuppies.
I still lived in the little skeletal system house that my grandad had built, I just couldn't bear to parting with it, so I held on despite lucrative crack from the developers.
When it was discovered that we had oil on our place, we leased the mineral right hand, and sat back to pile up the royalty checks.
I ran a large stable on our prop, and all the snobs kept their horses boarded there. It was a labour of love for me, a way to retain busy.
My husband Jake had been killed respective years ago by a drunk driver, so I was alone now, a widow in her early 30's.
About five years ago, Tommy and his class had moved into a menage that backed up to our property. He had two adorable footling young woman, and an absolutely gorgeous wife, who was also a world class snoot.
She was always dressed to the ennead in the latest fashion designer manner, carried Fendi purses, and wore Manolo Blahnik shoes. She was constantly on the go ; Pilates, Yoga, the gym, tennis order, Country order, hairsbreadth beauty salon, manicurist, and whatever big sociable effect was coming up.
They had a nanny for their little young lady since Tommy was always at work, and she had her socializing to attend to.
The girls often came over to razz the horses. I would strap them on, and gently lead a tame maria around in a R-2. They would get to feed her apples when they were done, and they thought it was just the dandy thing in the world.

One Saturday, I heard a knock at my door.
I answered and discovered Tommy outside with the missy, his lips drawn tight.
"Jess, I'm awfully sorry to take form this on you, but could I leave the little girl here for the day ? We're having a family emergency."
Little Amanda, the younger of the two looked at me with red rimmed eyes.
"Mommy and daddy are fighting."She whispered.
"Shhhhhh !"dawning, two years honest-to-god, gave her sis a ferocious 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 luncheon and go fill a ride, how does that sound ?"
Tommy thanked me and left.
The young lady 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 grand afternoon."
Amanda looked at her mother with trepidation."Are you and daddy getting a divorcement ?"
Katie blanched at that."Amanda ! What variety of query is that ? Not in front of strangers ! ! !"
Amanda looked at me."Jess isn't a stranger."
Katie huffed."fountainhead she's not home. Let's go."
And they left without another word.

A couple of days later I was tending to some work on the bound the attribute and saw Tommy over the fence in his pool.
"How are you doing ?"
He looked up at me.
"Not too well. Katie took the girl and went to her mom's."
"I'm sorry."He looked so depress ; my warmheartedness went out to him.
"Tommy, would you like to amount 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 feeding bottle of wine-colored, and I grilled two steaks with baked white potato vine and maize on the cob.
We ate and chatted about world thing, current result, and sports.
"This is nice."He said as we cleared away the cup of tea."Katie's only interested in fashion and bon ton gossip. I can't echo the utmost very conversation I had with her."
I didn't want to pry, so I simply sat quietly. He walked into the livelihood room, and cast his heart to the mantle where there were several impression of Jake.
"How long have you been alone now, Jess ?"
"septet years."I replied.
"I don't know 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 succeeding day, he texted me."Dinner tonight at my seat ? I owe you."
That night, I arrived with a 6 inner circle of Coors Light.
"I'm a redneck girl."I told him with a smile.
"mulct by me,"he replied."It's good to be capable to just loosen and be real."
I glanced around the cavernous animation room. Everywhere you looked you saw expensive trappings and ornament. The kinfolk portraits seemed a small too everlasting, if you know what I mean. Posed and polished, but ….. empty somehow.
Tommy pulled out strike out Chinese, and I laughed.
He smiled and said that he didn't really cook.
As we sat and ate, we got to bang each other a little bit better.
He had been a college athlete, and Katie had been a Sorority fille. He had gone into the family business, 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 stage business from the ground up, and Tommy had spent his summers working for him, starting as an intern, and working in various low-level jobs throughout the fellowship each yr, gradually learning the business. He had worked hard, and was on the verge 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 literal world. She's worried about the way it will impact our modus vivendi when we don't have so much liquidity."
"Is that why she's gone ?"It wasn't too surprising. Financial trouble are the number one issue for wed yoke that split up.
"No, I caught her fucking her Pontius Pilate 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 relieved, much to my surprisal. It was a like a jumbo weight had been lifted from him.
"It feels good to finally distinguish someone."
We moved on to lightsome topics, and he seemed more relaxed.
We watched the Sunday night game 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 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 disappoint to miss out on dinner party and the game.

In the coming 24-hour interval, I would get random texts from him, complaining, venting, or just asking how I was doing. truth to distinguish, I started to find a little bit uncomfortable about the position. Despite the fact that his wife had cheated on him, he was still married, and I didn't want to do between the two of them, especially not with two slight girls in the picture.

A couple of workweek later, I got a shout from him. As I answered, I heard Katie screaming on the former end of the line.
"You fucking beef ! ! ! ! You goddam whore ! ! ! ! ! You stay the fuck away from my husband, or I'll claw your fucking optic out ! ! ! ! !"
I quickly hung up on her, but my earphone kept blowing up with voicemails and threatening text edition for the next hour.
The side by side day, Tommy knocked on my threshold, looking apologetic.
"Katie took a look at my phone, and saw the textbook. I'm afraid she jumped to conclusions. I told her that nothing happened, but….. well you saw how that worked out."
I nodded.
"flavor Tommy, you're a dainty guy, but this place with Katie …. It's Nut. 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 week at a local bbq resort. He looked tired and worn down. Despite my intention to not get involved, my affectionateness went out to him and I asked how he was.
Katie had taken off again, taking the young woman with her. He had no estimation where she was, or when she was coming back.
Against my better judging, I invited him over for dinner party that night.
And so a radiation pattern developed. Katie would take off without notification, sometimes just for a couple of day, sometimes for workweek. Sometimes she took the fille, sometimes she left them behind.
Through it all, Tommy tried to maintain a unassailable front man, telling the girls that momma was going on vacations. Meanwhile, Katie was off doing God-knows-who, and blowing through their money box account.

Whenever she took the fille, Tommy would wind up asking me to join him for dinner. I was wary, but by this point, Katie's indiscretion were a bit of an open secret around town. It turned out that she made a habit of hooking up with the previous tasty dainty that came across her way, and Tommy had never suspected anything.
Katie was jerking him around at this power point, telling him that she loved him and wanted to make 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 read the girls, Tommy and I would flow 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 dark, after almost a year of Katie's disappearing and reappearing act, we got together.
I'm not exactly sure how it happened, maybe it was the beer, but at one item, Tommy leaned in and kissed me. I was shocked at outset, but then felt myself responding to him.
I rolled on top of him, my arms wrapping around his cervix as our spit danced in one another's rima oris.
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 retentive, and feeling his touch on my tegument inflamed my cacoethes. I wanted him.
I wanted to experience his hands on my bare skin, to finger his backtalk touch me, to finger him inside of me.
I needed him.
I needed to palpate 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 glimmer of uncertainty in his.
"Jess, maybe we shouldn't. I'm still married, Katie is talking about working things out…"
I leaned my head against his.
"So tell 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 piddling osculation all over his face.
"And what do you reckon she'll say to you the future sentence she sees you ?"
He looked at the ceiling.
"She'll probably tell 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 pick out off again with no explanation !"
"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 ass in his deeply wild blue yonder eyes.
"I don't know if I can."
"Let me serve you."
I sat back and pulled my shirt off over my head word, and unmake my bra.
Tommy was mesmerized by my tit. I reached down and took his helping hand 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 dwelling, I stripped nude and walked to my bedroom. I stood in front of my gaffer full distance mirror and examined myself.
Was there something improper with me ?
Was there some fault that Tommy had seen ?
I piled my blonde braid on top of my pass.
Some tripping freckles adorned my button nose.
I had a rosy skin color that was burnished by my constant outdoors work.
Tending to the gymnastic horse had given me a firm and toned consistency.
I examined my arms. Not overly muscular, you could trace the definition in them. No turkey necks hanging beneath them.
My breasts were round and full, cancel 34 Cs with just the perfective tense quantity of hang.
I rubbed my hands in indolent circle on them.
My fingerbreadth twisted my pert nipple like wireless dials.
With one hand still fondling my titty, I traced the fingernails of my justify hand down my taut venter. You could clearly see the definition of my abdomen.
I made my way further south, 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 rose hip, while turning slightly to prove my ass.
It sat in high spirits and proud, with no trace of cellulite there, or on my thighs.
Two decade of horseback riding had sculpted my ass and thighs.
My finger located my button and lightly stroked it, sending a little jolt through my groin.
I started working a unmarried finger in and out of my tight pussy.
I hadn't been with a man in a patch, 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 finger in and out of my increasingly wet pussy.
I could sense my temperature rising when I heard a bash at my front door.
Are you fucking kidding me ? ! ? ! ?
I tried to ignore it when I heard Tommy's voice.
"Jess, open 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 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 star sign while dropping my robe.
His eye bulged as he took in my au naturel 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 help him, but he grabbed my men and pinned them above my head 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 eyes, then savagely kissed me again.
The military 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 rampart above my head.
I heard the zip 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 personnel that it knocked the hint from my lungs.
As I steadied myself, he grabbed my wrists in his hands and held them against the paries above my head.
Tommy wasn't building up to anything, he started a rhythmical pounding gesture into me, and I do mean hammer. It was like he trying to pink my neck out.
I was panting and moaning, and I could hear Tommy behind me, grunting in time with his thrusts.
His incessant 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 hands, and grabbed my coxa, then began forcefully pulling me back onto his shaft. The slapping of our bare skin together echoed through the house. I leaned my cheek against the paries 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 cock, and he suddenly stopped moving as he shouted out, his physical structure jerked once or twice, and then I felt him detonate 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 elusion 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 reckon 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 naked and bewildered in my entryway.
I slept like a log that night, completely satisfied.

The succeeding day, I texted him for dinner, but he begged off. Over the side by side few sidereal day, he seemed to be avoiding me. So that weekend, I decided to entreat the issue.
I knocked on his front door and walked right in. I spun on my cad to present 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 conform to 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 phonation trailed off, and tear 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 entrust. Please don't contact me again."
I silently left. Not a good deal I could say to that.

Katie came back home and stayed for a couple of weeks 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 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 year, I thought that sealed needs had longsighted since gone, but they were just lying dormant.
And it wasn't just the sex, it was the companionship, the closeness, the ability to verbalize to someone on more than just a everyday level. I felt active when I was with him.
"Come by tonight."I replied.

That night I sat on my couch while Tommy paced back and Forth River and spewed all his anger and frustration out.
For an minute I listened to him storm against her and how unfair this full situation was, how it was damaging his miss, how it was driving him crazy, and how it was starting to touch 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 farseeing do you think that she'll stay this meter ? Until she meets a new personal trainer ? The waiter's assistant at the bbq hut 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 think she was doing while she was gone ?"
"She had the 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 time, her mom says that I don't pay decent attention to her….."
"Tommy, you're working to procure 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 en !"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 heat up ? ! ? ! ? ! ?"
At this point 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 girls through all of this ! ! And she's been fucking other men ! ! ! !"
I was furious. Whether at Katie or Tommy, I wasn't quite indisputable, but I was furious. Truth to secernate, probably at both of them.

Tommy looked at me, stunned. Then I saw anger hike in his eye. 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 arms 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 genu, taking my panties with them.
He reached for my pussycat and began rubbing his fingerbreadth up and down my slit.
I turned my head to wait over my shoulder.
He seemed dazed, moving in a lustful fog.
For some reason, he frightened me a bit. This hale scenario did.
"Tommy……."
He looked up at me, almost as if he didn't realise me.
He reached forwards and turned my headland away from him.
I felt him invest his hand on the minuscule of my rachis as he jabbed at my puss with his cock. I reached back between my legs to channelize 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 ingress to my kitty-cat.
I cried out as he slammed into me and began pounding away.
Like our last confrontation, this wasn't gentle, this was a frantic fucking. He didn't maintenance about my delight ; he was just taking fear of himself.
He started grunting in time with his poke again.
"Yeah ! Yeah ! ! Yeah ! ! Unn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! !"
I turned my head again and peered at him. His centre were closed, and his face was a wring masque of lust and anger.
"Cummingcummingcumming ! ! ! !"He gasped.
He pulled out of me and shot his incumbrance onto my back.
"Tommy, tone at me."I said.
He was still recovering, with his head hanging down and breathing deeply. The aspect on his grimace 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 construction changed to one of embarrassment. He looked down and began pulling his knickers up.
"Jess, I have to go. I'll Call you later."
And with that, he was gone.
I was down on my sofa on my stifle and elbows, his cum soaking into the back of my shirt, with my shorts and my underclothing pulled down far plenty to tolerate him entry.
Well this is ungainly, 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 missy 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 differentiate that he had a lot going through his mind. Conversation was kept to a minimum, with no mention of our previous encounter, or the previous development in his crumbling marriage.
As I began clearing the table, he placed his helping hand on my hip and pushed me against the table. He reached for the spine of my neck and pushed me face down on top of it. Once again, my knickers were yanked down, his putz 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 headland down on the table and began to cry.
I was the former woman. The one he fucked when his wife 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 succeeding night he was back. There wasn't even the pretext of dinner 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 cyprian. 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 angry 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 tactile sensation ? 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 ? ? ? ? ? ! !"
snag were starting to flow now.
"I'm a good person, and I don't deserve this ! I don't want a occasional lay, or a make love buddy ! I want someone that I can throw a family relationship with ! ! I want somebody 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 nous 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 correct. I haven't been considerate of your needs, I've just been thinking of my own."
He walked to the couch 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 wild at Katie, and you grudge-fuck me."
He hung his head."Yeah, I guess so."
He looked up at me, his middle moist.
"I'm really sorry. Can we start again ?"
I considered for a instant, 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 paw began working up the nape 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 twosome of teenagers for a piece before I rose and took him by the bridge player into my bedroom.
We stripped one another like we were nipper on Christmas break of the day, excited to see what lay beneath the wrapping.
Tommy picked me up in his arms and put me down on the bed as gently as if I were an egg, his lips never leaving mine.
He caressed my consistence with his fingers, gently running them up and down my figure, leaving me shivering as I felt lilliputian wave 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 mouth of my pussy.
He tongued my button, and started flicking it back and Forth River.
He spent respective mo down there licking me, and gave me my first orgasm of the evening.
We spent the better character of an time of day licking, stroking, and teasing each other.
At one detail, 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 sentence before, and while I didn't hatred it, it also wasn't my for the first time choice. But his pinkie, gently probing at my anus while he was stimulating my clit with his knife set me on fire.
The eventide was a beautiful experience, one that I would remember and re-live for a long, retentive metre to come.

Until it turned into a tearing ass-rape.

Looking across my lawn, holding the efflorescence, I saw Tommy total out from behind a Sir Herbert Beerbohm 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 flowers to my bedroom…..

Tommy served Katie with divorcement newspaper publisher the side by side week.
She dragged it out with mindless effectual proceedings, hoping to smash him and get every last-place centime she could.
It was a messy summons, I was deposed, as were a number of Katie's pass. She was surprised that Tommy was able-bodied to happen out about so many of them.
The judge was none too well-chosen about all the wile, and granted marijuana cigarette custody, lessening Tommy's child support.
The female child had been unwilling participant in all this drama, and Katie worked to turn them against Tommy and against me.

Tommy and I had respective more rough dark in bed while the divorce dragged on, and he would wind up taking out his wrath at Katie by treating me like a fuck toy.
Although I did turn the board 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 out-of-doors, left scratch marks on his chest and face, and rode him like a bucking broncho in the number one wood seat in the parking garage.
He stared at me with bug centre after I came and climbed off of him.
"Remind me never to defecate you angry…"Then we both burst out laughing.

The girls eventually adjusted to the place. Tommy and I married after the divorcement was finalized, and while their mother was still a perpetual thorn in my face, they came to live with me and even roll in the hay me as their step-mother.

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

Or maybe, just because we like it .