lather was dripping off of Tommy's mentum, splashing down onto my case. His oculus were closed as he pounded away at me. My legs were splayed wide, his muscular arms braced on the bed with my articulatio genus pinned behind them. I had one deal on my pussy, frigging my clit, while my other hand was reaching underneath me, my midway finger pushing in and out of my asshole.
"Keep going baby, I'm almost there."I urged him. He nodded, and increased his pace.
As he kept thrusting deep into my puss, I could finger the heat deep in my loins. I was burning up and dripping pussy juice. The sound of our body crashing together mix in with the squelching auditory sensation of my pussy to satisfy the room.
"Ohohohoohhhhhhh……. Jessuuuuussssss yeeessssssss ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
My dead body started convulsing and I exploded all over his stopcock as I saw fireworks.
Tommy pulled out of me, and whirl my unresisting torso over. He grabbed my hip 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 petty bit of time."
Tommy leaned over me and whispered in my ear.
"It's ok Jess, you'll be fine."
He placed a manus on one of my ass cheek and pushed it to the face, exposing my asshole.
"Noooooo, Tommy. Not yet, please."I weakly tried to wiggle away.
He placed the caput of his cock to my hole. His peter was dripping with my juices, and it popped past my sphincter. Once he had the head in, he reached forward and forced my mind into the bed, and steadily pushed into me.
"Ohhhhhhhhh"I groaned as he forced his way into my ass. I tried to rive away, but it was no use. Tommy grabbed my hip with his early handwriting and held me still. He was in complete control of me now, and had assumed a herculean 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 hawkshaw pushing past my sphincter, and deep into my colon. His hips were smacking into my ass buttock, making a lewd slapping sound. travail was flying off both of our bodies, soaking the bed sheets underneath us.
I was still coming down from my orgasm, and my spunk were raw. This powerful fucking was almost too very much for me. I squeezed my eyes shut, gritted my teeth, and waited for him to finish.
I knew that Tommy had a lot of SOB to work out, and that was why I was here.
I just hoped I could subsist this experience.
Tommy kept slamming into my ass, and after a span of proceedings, he began grunting in prison term with his thrusts.
"Take ! That ! hawkshaw ! ! Take ! That ! pecker ! !"
"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 shaft, impaling me on it.
"fucking ! You ! Bitch ! ! Fuck ! You ! Bitch ! !"
This wasn't sex anymore. This was crimson and ugly, like a rape.
"Tommy, period ! ! ! ! Please, stop ! ! ! ! ! !"
He either couldn't hear me, or was ignoring me, and kept pounding into my ass. I reached forward and grabbed postponement of the bars of my wrought iron headboard. I was crying and screaming as he kept fucking my ass.
He finally gave a mighty holler and coated my colon with his jizz before collapsing on my vertebral column, pinning me to the bed beneath his weight unit. He rolled over on his slope, holding me close to him.
"Shhhh, it's okay Katie."
I wiped tears from my center and snarled at him over my shoulder.
"I'm not Katie, you asshole."
I angrily shrugged his coat of arms off of me, and pulled myself off his dick as gently as I could.
I limped towards the lav with his cum dripping down my leg.
I flipped on the light switch and wet down a washables textile to clean myself. As I wiped his cum from my leg, I discovered that I was bleeding as well.

Tommy appeared behind me, shame and guilt trip 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 public figure ?"
He stared at the floor."All of it. I don't know what to say. I can only rationalize to you again, I don't know what came over me."
I looked down at the sump."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 adjacent morning and tended to my chore, moving slowly after the previous nights events. As I eventually worked my way back to the front of the house, I found a bouquet of white roses on the front porch. A small plug-in 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 front window, gazing across the little horse farm I lived on.
This had once been a sleepy agriculture residential area, but about 15 yr ago, real landed estate developers had come in and bought up all the earth, transforming our little farm community of interests into an upscale suburban area, sate with gated subdivisions and snobby yuppies.
I still lived in the little frame star sign that my granddad had built, I just couldn't bear to part with it, so I held on despite moneymaking offers from the developers.
When it was discovered that we had oil on our property, we leased the mineral right field, and sat back to call for the royal house checks.
I ran a large horse barn on our property, and all the snobs kept their horses boarded there. It was a labor of love for me, a way to go along busy.
My husband Jake had been killed several geezerhood ago by a drunk driver, so I was alone now, a widow in her betimes 30's.
About five years ago, Tommy and his family had moved into a house that backed up to our belongings. He had two adorable little girls, and an absolutely gorgeous wife, who was also a earthly concern class snoot.
She was always dressed to the ennead in the latest interior designer fashions, carried Fendi handbag, and wore Manolo Blahnik shoes. She was constantly on the go ; Pilates, Yoga, the gym, tennis club, state club, hair salon, manicurist, and whatever big social consequence was coming up.
They had a nanny for their small girls since Tommy was always at employment, and she had her socializing to serve to.
The girls often came over to ride the horse. I would whip them on, and gently extend a meek mare around in a forget me drug. They would get to fee her apple when they were done, and they thought it was just the groovy affair in the world.

One Saturday, I heard a knock at my threshold.
I answered and discovered Tommy outside with the young woman, his back talk drawn tight.
"Jess, I'm awfully sorry to leap this on you, but could I leave the girls here for the day ? We're having a household emergency."
Little Amanda, the younger of the two looked at me with red rimmed eyes.
"mum and papa are fighting."She whispered.
"Shhhhhh !"Dawn, two year senior, gave her sister a fierce rebuke."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 lunch and go pick out a drive, how does that sound ?"
Tommy thanked me and left.
The girlfriend and I played all day, until their mother came to get them.
"Sorry about the inconvenience Jess, I appreciate it."
I nodded at her."No problem Katie, we had a luxurious afternoon."
Amanda looked at her mother with trepidation."Are you and daddy getting a divorce ?"
Katie blanched at that."Amanda ! What variety of dubiousness is that ? Not in presence of strangers ! ! !"
Amanda looked at me."Jess isn't a stranger."
Katie huffed."fountainhead she's not family. Let's go."
And they left without another word.

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

He showed up that evening with a bottle of wine, and I grilled two steaks with baked potato and corn on the cob.
We ate and chatted about humankind thing, current events, and sports.
"This is nice."He said as we cleared away the cup of tea."Katie's only interested in mode and lodge gossip. I can't recollect the last-place real number conversation I had with her."
I didn't want to pry, so I simply sat quietly. He walked into the living elbow room, and cast his eyes to the mantle where there were several characterization of Jake.
"How long have you been alone now, Jess ?"
"sevener years."I replied.
"I don't lie with 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 blank space ? I owe you."
That Night, I arrived with a 6 ring of Coors Light.
"I'm a redneck girl."I told him with a smile.
"Fine by me,"he replied."It's good to be able to just relax and be real."
I glanced around the cavernous living way. Everywhere you looked you saw expensive furnishings and decorations. The kinsperson portraiture seemed a trivial too gross, if you know what I mean. Posed and polished, but ….. empty somehow.
Tommy pulled out take out Chinese, and I laughed.
He smiled and said that he didn't really cook.
As we sat and ate, we got to have it away each other a little bit better.
He had been a college athlete, and Katie had been a Sorority female child. He had gone into the family occupation, and done pretty well, as evidenced by the household we were sitting in.
But despite the money, he was a pretty run aground guy who reminded me a lot of Jake. His dad had built the business concern from the ground up, and Tommy had spent his summer working for him, starting as an intern, and working in various low-level problem throughout the troupe 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 existent 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 problem are the routine one publication for espouse mates that split up.
"No, I caught her fucking her Pontius Pilate instructor !"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, a lot to my surprise. It was a like a giant exercising weight had been lifted from him.
"It feels good to finally tell someone."
We moved on to lighter topic, and he seemed more relaxed.
We watched the Billy Sunday night game on his big screen, loudly cheering.
I left after the biz was over, and he suggested that we get together for Mon Night football game and dinner.

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

In the coming mean solar day, I would get random textbook from him, complaining, venting, or just asking how I was doing. Truth to severalize, I started to feel a little bit uncomfortable about the spot. Despite the fact that his wife had cheated on him, he was still married, and I didn't want to add up 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 other end of the line.
"You fucking bitch ! ! ! ! You goddam whore ! ! ! ! ! You stay the ass away from my husband, or I'll claw your fucking centre out ! ! ! ! !"
I quickly hung up on her, but my earphone kept blowing up with voice mail and threatening texts for the next hour.
The following day, Tommy knocked on my room access, looking apologetic.
"Katie took a look at my sound, and saw the textual matter. I'm afraid she jumped to conclusions. I told her that nothing happened, but….. well you saw how that worked out."
I nodded.
"flavor Tommy, you're a nice guy, but this berth with Katie …. It's Nut. And with your missy, 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 topical anesthetic bbq hangout. He looked hackneyed and endure down. Despite my purpose to not get involved, my heart went out to him and I asked how he was.
Katie had taken off again, taking the little girl 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 that night.
And so a radiation pattern developed. Katie would take off without notice, sometimes just for a brace of day, sometimes for weeks. Sometimes she took the girls, sometimes she left them behind.
Through it all, Tommy tried to maintain a strong front, telling the girl that mommy was going on vacation. Meanwhile, Katie was off doing God-knows-who, and blowing through their bank account.

Whenever she took the girl, Tommy would wind up asking me to conjoin him for dinner. I was untrusting, but by this percentage point, Katie's injudiciousness were a bit of an spread mystery around township. It turned out that she made a habit of hooking up with the latest tasty kickshaw that came across her route, and Tommy had never suspected anything.
Katie was jerking him around at this decimal point, telling him that she loved him and wanted to attain their union work, and then disappearing again.
When she left the girls behind, I would make myself hardly. I didn't want them telling Katie that I was around.
When she did take the girls, Tommy and I would hang 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 clock time went on, we wound up becoming very close.

One night, 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 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 subdivision wrapping around his neck as our tongues danced in one another's mouths.
I could feel his desire, his motive for me, and it mirrored my own.
The demand to be touched, to be wanted, to be loved.
I hadn't felt this way in so farseeing, and feeling his touch sensation on my peel inflamed my Passion of Christ. I wanted him.
I wanted to experience his hands on my bare peel, to palpate his lips tint me, to experience him inside of me.
I needed him.
I needed to finger 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 glimmering of precariousness in his.
"Jess, maybe we shouldn't. I'm still married, Katie is talking about working affair out…"
I leaned my headland against his.
"So tell me Tommy, what exactly do you call back 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 little kisses all over his face.
"And what do you think she'll say to you the next time she sees you ?"
He looked at the ceiling.
"She'll probably severalize 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 prison term …."
I began kissing his neck.
"And what will she do next ?"
Tommy snorted.
"She'll conduct off again with no explanation !"
"Tommy, your marriage ceremony 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 botheration in his abstruse blue angel eyes.
"I don't know if I can."
"Let me help you."
I sat back and pulled my shirt off over my head, and undid my bra.
Tommy was mesmerized by my breasts. I reached down and took his hand before guiding them to my rock heavily nipples.
However, as soon as he touched me, he pulled his hired hand 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 family, I stripped naked and walked to my bedroom. I stood in front man of my antique full distance mirror and examined myself.
Was there something wrong with me ?
Was there some flaw that Tommy had seen ?
I piled my blonde tresses on top of my oral sex.
Some light lentigo adorned my push button nose.
I had a rosy complexion that was burnished by my unvarying outdoors work.
tending to the knight had given me a firm and toned body.
I examined my arms. Not overly muscular, you could hunt the definition in them. No turkey necks hanging beneath them.
My breasts were stave and full, natural 34 Cs with just the perfect amount of hang.
I rubbed my hand in lazy circles on them.
My fingers twisted my irreverent mamilla like radiocommunication dials.
With one helping hand still fondling my breast, I traced the fingernails of my unblock hand down my taut stomach. 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 matte as I had been as a teenager.
I traced the outer curve of my hips, while turning slightly to essay my ass.
It sat senior high and proud, with no trace of cellulite there, or on my thighs.
Two X of horseback riding had sculpted my ass and thighs.
My finger located my clit and lightly stroked it, sending a footling jolt through my groin.
I started working a single finger's breadth in and out of my stringent pussy.
I hadn't been with a man in a while, and I could tell.
The brief make out academic term 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 feel my temperature rising when I heard a knock at my front door.
Are you fucking kidding me ? ! ? ! ?
I tried to disregard 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 divorcement lawyer."
I just stood there, staring at him, and annoyed as underworld that he had interrupted me.
"I told you it was over Tommy, maybe now you see it."
He looked up with angriness 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 mansion while dropping my robe.
His middle bulged as he took in my naked form.
I pulled him to me and kissed him.
He responded forcefully, plunging his glossa deep into my mouth while he yanked off his belt and struggled with his pants.
I reached out to facilitate him, but he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my pass in one of his manus as he pushed me back against the wall.
With his unblock 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 effect of his natural action surprised me, but I was swept away by my arousal.
He spun me around, and continue 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 cock against me. He pushed me legs apart with his knees, and guided his cockhead to my pussy.
"Tommy….."I moaned."Do it. I want you."
He thrust into me with such force play that it knocked the breath from my lungs.
As I steadied myself, he grabbed my wrists in his paw and held them against the wall above my head.
Tommy wasn't building up to anything, he started a rhythmic pounding movement into me, and I do mean throb. It was like he trying to rap my uterine cervix out.
I was panting and moaning, and I could hear Tommy behind me, grunting in time with his thrusts.
His changeless 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 workforce, and grabbed my hips, then began forcefully pulling me back onto his shaft. The slapping of our bare skin together echoed through the house. I leaned my face against the paries and began playing with my clit.
I could feel my orgasm beau 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 body 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 rooster slip from my pussy.
I turned to present 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 dearest, what do you think 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 night, completely satisfied.

The next day, I texted him for dinner, but he begged off. Over the side by side few days, he seemed to be avoiding me. So that weekend, I decided to press the issue.
I knocked on his front doorway and walked right in. I spun on my heel to face him.
"Alright Tommy, let's put our scorecard on the mesa. I like you. I have spirit for you. What happened, happened. So where do we go from here ?"
He shifted around and looked uncomfortable, refusing to meet my gaze.
"Katie's talking about working things out again."
"Oh."
I didn't know what to say next, so he filled in the silence.
"She said that she was angry when she told me about the lawyer……"
His voice trailed off, and tears 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 go away. Please don't impinging me again."
I silently left. Not much I could say to that.

Katie came back family and stayed for a duo of weeks before disappearing for a holiday weekend.
She then came back for another month, and then left with the female child again for an extended halt at her mothers.
After about a calendar week, Tommy texted me.
"Can we talk ?"
I knew I shouldn't, but watching his Georgia home boy Opera from afar had really gotten to me, and I missed him.
After being alone for so many years, I thought that certain motivation had long since gone, but they were just lying dormant.
And it wasn't just the sex, it was the fellowship, the intimacy, the ability to talk to someone on More than just a chance level. I felt alive when I was with him.
"Come by tonight."I replied.

That dark I sat on my couch while Tommy paced back and Forth and spewed all his choler and thwarting out.
For an hour I listened to him ramp against her and how unjust this intact site was, how it was damaging his female child, how it was driving him crazy, and how it was starting to bear on his business.
Finally, his phone buzzed.
He looked down at it.
"Katie says she'll be back tomorrow…."


I rolled my eyes.
"And how long do you imagine that she'll continue this prison term ? Until she meets a new personal trainer ? The busboy at the bbq hutch is somewhat cute. They've hired a new cashier at the food market 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 imagine she was doing while she was gone ?"
"She had the girls 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 sentence, her mom says that I don't pay enough care 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 run 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 retain letting her do it to you some more ! ! When are you going to come alive 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 ! ! She's toying with your emotions ! ! ! She's putting your girls through all of this ! ! And she's been fucking other men ! ! ! !"
I was enraged. Whether at Katie or Tommy, I wasn't quite sure, but I was furious. Truth to tell, probably at both of them.

Tommy looked at me, stunned. Then I saw anger boost in his optic. He stepped forwards, grabbed my side in his hands, and pulled me to him for a passionate 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 human knee on the couch.
He grabbed the waistband of my shorts and yanked them to my knees, taking my panties with them.
He reached for my pussy and began rubbing his fingerbreadth up and down my slit.
I turned my caput to front over my shoulder.
He seemed dazed, moving in a lewd fog.
For some cause, he frightened me a bit. This totally scenario did.
"Tommy……."
He looked up at me, almost as if he didn't spot me.
He reached forwards and turned my psyche away from him.
I felt him point his script on the modest of my back as he jabbed at my pussy with his cock. I reached back between my legs to guide him into me, but he smacked my bridge player away and roughly pushed forward. I gasped as he clumsily prodded at my vulva before finally locating the entryway to my pussy.
I cried out as he slammed into me and began pounding away.
Like our last encounter, this wasn't gentle, this was a frenzied fucking. He didn't care about my pleasure ; he was just taking care of himself.
He started grunting in meter with his driving force again.
"Yeah ! Yeah ! ! Yeah ! ! Unn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! Unnn ! ! ! !"
I turned my oral sex again and peered at him. His eyes were closed, and his face was a contort masque of luxuria and anger.
"Cummingcummingcumming ! ! ! !"He gasped.
He pulled out of me and sprout his load onto my back.
"Tommy, look at me."I said.
He was still recovering, with his brain hanging down and breathing deeply. The construction on his expression was at once angry and satisfied.
"Tommy."I repeated.
That seemed to snap him out of his daze.
His heart opened and he glanced up at me. As soon as our center met, his expression changed to one of superfluity. 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 backrest of my shirt, with my boxershorts and my underwear pulled down far enough to let him entry.
fountainhead this is awkward, I thought to myself as I got up.
What was unseasonable with him ? He fucks me and leaves ? What was that ?

A calendar week later, we were back at it. Katie had moved out, taking the female child with her.
Tommy texted me the news, and I told him to come over for dinner.
He sat and stewed as we ate, I could state that he had a lot going through his mind. Conversation was kept to a minimum, with no mention of our previous showdown, or the in vogue growth in his crumbling marriage.
As I began clearing the board, he placed his hand on my hip and pushed me against the table. 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 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 head down on the board and began to cry.
I was the other 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 next night he was back. There wasn't even the pretense of dinner party this sentence, as soon as I opened the door, he kissed me operose and backed me up against the wall. As he went to turn me around, I placed my work force on his chest.
"Tommy, stop."
He looked confused.
"I'm not going to keep playing along."
"Jess, what are you talking about ?"
"I'm not going to be your whore. I don't know what's going on with you and Katie, but I'm not some girl that you can come over and love 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 spirit ? Whether or not I like what we're doing ? Have you rubbed my back ? My invertebrate foot ? 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 palpate ? ? ? ? ? ! !"
Tears were starting to fall now.
"I'm a good person, and I don't deserve this ! I don't want a casual lay, or a fuck sidekick ! I want someone that I can have a family relationship with ! ! I want someone that I can love and that loves me back ! ! !"
I was shouting and sobbing at this point.

Tommy let me go until I ran out of steam.
He hung his oral sex and nodded.
When he looked back up, he had snag I his eyes.
"Jess, I don't know what to say. I'm sorry. And you're right. I haven't been considerate of your 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 tempestuous at Katie, and you grudge-fuck me."
He hung his school principal."Yeah, I guess so."
He looked up at me, his eyes moist.
"I'm really bad. Can we start again ?"
I considered for a 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 hurt me. His manpower began working up the nape of my neck, gently stroking it as he massaged my scalp and played with my hair.
We made out on the couch like a couple of stripling for a while before I rose and took him by the hand into my bedroom.
We stripped one another like we were child on Christmastide sunrise, excited to see what lay beneath the wrapping.
Tommy picked me up in his weaponry and position me down on the bed as gently as if I were an egg, his lips never leaving mine.
He caressed my body with his fingers, gently running them up and down my frame, leaving me shivering as I felt little waves of electrical energy from his touch.
This is what I had needed from him, what I had wanted from him.
We weren't fucking tonight, we were making love.
Tommy laid down between my legs and parted the lips of my pussy.
He tongued my clit, and started flicking it back and forth.
He spent respective minutes down there licking me, and gave me my number one coming of the evening.
We spent the upright part of an hour defeat, stroking, and teasing each other.
At one tip, when he was sucking my clit into his mouth, he surprised me by gently probing my ass with his pinky.
I had tried anal retentive a few sentence before, and while I didn't hate it, it also wasn't my first alternative. But his pinkie, 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 call back and re-live for a long, long time to come.

Until it turned into a fierce ass-rape.

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

Tommy served Katie with divorce papers the succeeding week.
She dragged it out with forgetful legal transactions, hoping to break him and get every last penny she could.
It was a mussy cognitive operation, I was deposed, as were a telephone number of Katie's flings. She was storm that Tommy was able-bodied to get out about so many of them.
The judge was none too happy about all the shenanigans, and granted joint custody, lessening Tommy's youngster support.
The young lady had been unwilling participant in all this drama, and Katie worked to turn them against Tommy and against me.

Tommy and I had several more raspy nights in bed while the divorce dragged on, and he would wind up taking out his anger at Katie by treating me like a fuck toy.
Although I did sprain the tables on him after I was deposed.
That damn lawyer had me so worked up, as soon as we got in the car, I attacked Tommy.
I tore his shirt and drawers open, left scratch 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 make you angry…"Then we both burst out laughing.

The girls eventually adjusted to the situation. Tommy and I married after the divorce was finalized, and while their mother was still a perpetual spikelet in my side, they came to take me and even love me as their step-mother.

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

Or maybe, just because we like it .