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Bob came upstairs soon but ignored me and headed straight for Jules. He spent a solid 30 minutes with her then came out of her bedroom and back downstairs. I started to speak to him, but he absolutely froze me with just a headshake and the words "not tonight, Jules is already asleep and I need mine too. Big day tomorrow." And he gave me a twisted and almost evil half sneer grin. Then walked downstairs. He had never seemed as powerful - even mean and cruel and scary - as he did right now. Much scarier than Walter or NRG or even BM. Even though my body still ached in so many places. I would have given anything if he just taken me, on the floor, right then and there. But he didn't and I just collapsed in a heap and wept - some more.
- COMMENTS
Ocker51almost 5 years agoI cannot read anymore of this shit, why do all the authors always make the husband so weak and gutless and the wife so stupid. Either way this is just too stupid for me to keep reading⭐️
Anonymousover 6 years agoDont read that crap!!! Its only for perverts /cuckolds) or brain sick ones!!!
sbrooks103about 8 years ago“Elaine was really wet” – Ugh! Sloppy seconds!
“I think my reputation for customer service and straight and fair dealings is impeachable.” – That’s “UNimpeachable”!
And I wonder why they don’t want to deal with IMT&R. Think they know about the “Family Dinners”?
Anonymousabout 8 years ago...I have really enjoyed your characterizations and event sequences.
I can't leave this out, though....wifey seems pretty badly self-deluded.
This feature of the offending female in these kinds of stories always subtly disturbs me, because I don't think it is commonly the kind of thinking common to cheating wives. I would understand and believe the " getting ahead" mindset, but the justification in my personal experience was far simpler and...more banal. Yes, she made me the bad guy and then said she deserved better than I gave her.
In my case, I showed her the door and....after the shouting dies down, we both moved on. Me because I was finally free of her and the accompanying bullshit, and her, because she no longer had me to support her pointless existence.
She wasn't out of circulation long (a girl that puts out will never be alone very long), but traded down to a rowdier crowd, ending up being a "pass around" among the warehouse crowd on the bar circuit.
Anyway, thank you, this has been an interesting and mostly realistic-feeling ride. I'm looking forward to the next installment.
