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Click hereI stood fuming with anger, she was partly right of course; I had played the field a bit over the years.
"How...how could you, Claire....Christ, I don't understand?"
She went back to washing herself, "Wasn't easy, I'll tell you, my dear hubby....not at first anyway....but once he'd gotten it in all the way it wasn't too bad really. The difficult bit was that I was already sitting on someone's cock....you listening, huh?" she said, looking up at me for a moment, before lifting a leg to run a razor over it, "Funny, didn't think you wanted to know?"
I shook my head at her candid response and let out a loud sigh – it was, of course, nothing close to what I had meant – it must have been some sort of drugs, I figured, just had to have been...and I had a strong feeling they were still affecting her too!
Claire started to hum as she continued to shave her legs – and as distasteful as it all should have been for her...as it was me, she sounded, well...fucking happy, a bit too happy!
It was all too much to comprehend, I had a very strong feeling that our lives had now irrevocably changed forever! Shaking my head again, in mounting anguish, I sighed solemnly, and walked out to put the kettle on; for over ten years I had gotten away with it – if only I hadn't blown in Kim all those years ago, none of this would have ever happened!
Ironically, I felt an immense feeling of relief wash over me – the heavy burden of guilt and secrecy I'd been harbouring for years lifting like morning mist warmed by the sun.
Still...it was going to be a long, tormenting drive back home – maybe I'd take the shorter inland route?
Ditch the whore, beat Mick to the point that he's in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
Read this isn't revenge it was gang rape idiot should never have taken a from the moron.
I was going to give it a 1. how did a 4 show there? Anyway I don't undersand most of the slang, don't have a clue what a slog is either, as to the story, it was fairly decent until the wife started talking, she shows no regrets, on the contrary she seems proud of what she did, if she remembers all that happened even the size of Micks cock who happened to have been last, well then she wasn't drunk, she was partying with her friends. which makes it appear as though she is the one that set this all up, probably drugged her hubby to keep him from interfering, She wants out of this marriage, thats plain to see,. she found Mick so now she doesn,t need hubby anymore. good luck with your new single life. If you write another story maybe you can do away with all those space takers, which only detract from an otherwise good read,
As to no woman would act this way? Well it's a safe bet that few characters in LW stories act like real people. However, to do what she did would end 99% of marriages, so I assume that was her goal.
Coops, your still sound, publish!
Chilley