Spinning around seeing him at the door, her heart now thumped. Suddenly she regretted being in this woman's dress. She wished she hadn't allowed herself to be compared to this woman Bob had chosen to be his wife.Flushed with embarrassment, she brought her arms to her chest and hugged herself, head hung low with her eyes finding the same worn carpet where her clothes sat in a heaped pile.Then he was next to her with arms pulling hers from her chest. She was unbelievably scared. She worried about. " I said as I poured the pasta into the sauce for the dish."Sounds yummy." She replied "What have you been doing all day?"What have I been doing all day? Uhh... "Nothing much really, I did the laundry and cleaned the living room." Yeah, that's about all I did. At least that I'd want to tell her"Gosh someones awfully boring. I appreciate you helping out, but go have some fun. Like seriously you're basically a housewife, just without the sex." I don't mind it and, Yes I do have fun. It's not like. The profound need to copulate simply evaporated any sense of squeamishness. Fully erect in his trousers, she groped him under the table and a single eyebrow signalled her pleasure.Loosening the top button of her jacket, she leant forward to reveal her breasts cupped in black lace. She let him leer at them as she spelled out his role in a whispered timbre. Animal urges burst from him as her words no longer played nice. She was direct and coarse, there was no ambiguity, and his demented mind. She was kneeling, legsspread wide. She moved in unison with the cock that penetrated her violentlyfrom the rear. It had been such a beautiful and peaceful morning. Then themayhem began. The newspaper that she had been reading lay strewn throughout theroom. The remains of her morning coffee lay in a broken porcelain cup on thefloor. Ironically, the paper was open to the Style section showing a picture ofher in an elegant black evening gown which showed off her ample curves at arecent fund-raiser.
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