I could let out some aggression when the road was empty but I knew the only thing to really calm me down was my wife. I had the image in my mind of storming into the house, dragging her by her long auburn hair to the bedroom and r****g her like a cheap whore and making her do the dirtiest things I could imagine. I could hear her voice in my ear, begging me not to fuck her so hard. Begging me to stop. Telling me how I was hurting her. She would be crying. And I would tell her to stop and just take it like the filthy slut she is.Maybe I’d tie her hands and feet and use her over and over. Every hole.Then we’d lay in each others arms and laugh.We had a great sex life. From the day we first fucked, our second date, we had made a vow that sex would be our main thing and fantasy was everything. And we’d lived up to it!I parked the car in the drive and went in. The house was quiet. I was about to call out when I heard a noise. Very faint and muffled a little. A buzz. I stood. In fact, considering that she lived only a few miles away he didn't see much of her, but both of them would call if something had happened that was worth talking about, or if they'd had a particularly bad day. She'd been enormously supportive and worried during Laura's illness and death; she'd fretted continuously about him when he'd appeared unable to grieve for his wife."Hi, Steph, busy?" Never too busy for you, little bro'." (he was always her little brother, being two years younger, even though he was now about ten inches taller) "What's up doc?" Nothing really, except I met someone rather nice a couple of weeks ago. I may need some advice..." He then proceeded to give a detailed account of his fascination with Natalie, how they came to meet and so on, how comfortable he felt with her and how he'd wept for Laura."And you say she had you on a horse all day last Saturday? I'd say you'd got it bad, lad. I must say, though, I approve. You haven't said what she looks like..." No, I.
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