The news Ryan got that day shocked and amazed him. Having known Bill for over twenty years and working closely with him, he trusted him implicitly. There could be no possible reason for him to tell him a lie.
Ryan left the office on time for the first time in nearly a year. Every day, he focuses on the contract renewal that is due. But today, he beat his wife Claudia home and waited in the kitchen when she walked in with a big smile. “Hey honey, how come you’re home so early?”
They had the house to themselves, and the twins were off at camp, so they wouldn’t be interrupted or worried about what was said.
Claudia walked over to give him the usual welcome-home kiss, but his demeanor was icy calm, his face taut. He turned his head away, causing her to give him a quizzical, confused glare: “W… what’s the matter?”
“How long Di…,” Di, her pet name, I asked
Claudia grimaced, understanding his question immediately. She stepped back, looking at him. “I see. Who told you?”
It doesn’t matter who or how. I want the truth.” I said firmly.
Claudia leaned back against the shiny quartz countertop, bit her lip, and gripped it tightly. “A month or so, ” she admitted. Her eyes never deviated. She stared determinedly, never moving from me. Her cold eyes stared deeply into my bare soul.
“Is that… all you have to say about your betrayal?” I asked.
“Well, it is the question you asked. Did you want more information?” She snipped.
“How could you?” After all of our years together, for the love of God, WHY?” I asked.
“Oh, don’t be so melodramatic. It’s not like I killed someone.” She chided.
“You’re having an affair, for God’s sake. You’re having sex with another man, God Damnit!” I barked, hot now, and Di knew it.
Claudia turned away as if nothing had happened and asked, “What do you want for dinner?”
I quickly was on her, grabbing her arm. I spun her around to face me and barked, “I asked you a fucking question… WHY?”
Claudia stared at me with an angry, glowering look. “Don’t you ever touch me like that again? Do you understand?”
Do you want to know why? Well, let me tell you. You’re never here; you work fifteen hours a day and ignore me constantly; it’s like I don’t even exist. We haven’t made love for weeks, and that’s been going on for over a year. I’m still young, Ryan; I have needs. Jesus Christ, what did you think was going to happen?” Her eyes firmly looked into mine.”
With my voice dripping sarcasm, I hissed, “I work hard for us so we can have all the things we talked about, so the kids can have a good life, the things we never had. As for not being here, I’m exhausted. God damnit, woman, I’m working for us.”
“Bullshit, you do it for yourself! You’re so tied up in your job that everything else gets pushed to the back. When did you last go to a sports day with the twins? When was the last time you went to parent-teacher night? When was the last time we went out on a date, and when we came home, we made love; when, when…?”
I sighed deeply, took a deep breath, and said coldly, “You are the one who wanted the new car and the flashy house, so I worked my ass off to make sure I could give you what you wanted!” I said, trying to keep my temper controlled.
“Like hell, that was all you. It’s how it is with you. Things must always be the best, the newest, the brightest.” Claudia stated.
“So, you think that gives you the right to go out and cheat on me and the whole family because that is what you have done, cheated on all of us, the twins and me!”
Shrugging, she muttered, “No, probably not, but I got sick of masturbating; I got sick of doing everything for myself. Now, what do you want for dinner.”
“Fuck dinner! I want to talk about this right now.” I said, my anger was rising quickly.
“What, so you want details, is that it? You want to hear about what we do in bed?”
“No, you bitch, I want to know why didn’t you talk to me? Why just run off and fuck some other man and cheat on us?” I said firmly.
Sighing, Claudia grimaced, “You know Ryan, I reckon I tried to talk to you just about every night, but you were always too fucking tired, too busy, or just plain not interested. Why did I go elsewhere? Because it was easier than booking a meeting with you!” There was a fierceness in her voice that I had never heard before.
Staring at her, “I hope it was incredible and worth the end of our marriage?”
Claudia grinned menacingly, saying, “You know what, it probably was. He wasn’t great, but at least it was sex, at least he found me attractive, and at least he wanted me, which is more than I can say for you.”
Her cynical disregard shocked me. “Well, run to him now; you are free to go. We are done, it’s over. I’m not being disrespected like that. You can keep him, but it is not happening while we are still married. I am filing for divorce in the morning.”
She nodded, “Fine, do what you want.” She pulled out a pan and turned the element on to heat it.
Confused, I shook my head, “Don’t you even care, I asked. “I am filing for divorce?”
Claudia turned to face me and whispered, “I heard you the first time. Ryan, I love you, I always have, but I hate this work-addicted machine you have become. If you think the only solution is divorce, then you go right ahead and do it.”
“Claudia, you haven’t even given me an option. You didn’t even say you were sorry.”
“That’s because I’m not sorry, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, maybe that’s the mistake I made. Ryan, you have been absent from this marriage for two years, and I tried, damn it; I did all the things I was supposed to do, racy lingerie, massage, dressing sexy, but you were oblivious to it all.”
“But you never said anything to me or gave me a chance,” I begged.
“Bullshit, think about it. How often did I walk into your office dressed in nothing and beg you to come to bed to make love to me? Don’t tell me I didn’t give you a chance. You were blind and never saw me; you rarely even looked up from your computer when I walked in.” Claudia made her point.
“Working hard for your family isn’t a crime,” I said, trying to gain back some ground.
“Maybe not, but ignoring your wife and kids is, and you are paying the price. Now, after finding out the first words out of your mouth, I want a divorce. Well, if that’s what you want, you’ve got it. I must say I expected better, but if that’s it, at least I can say I tried, which is more than you.” Claudia stated, turning back to the stove.
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I stumbled out of the kitchen to my office and slumped into the chair, wondering what just happened. I was right, wasn’t I? I mean, she cheated… how come I felt like the bad guy?
Claudia searched through the fridge and found the chicken; dicing it up, she threw it in the oiled pan as she muttered, ‘SHIT, SHIT, SHIT,’ To herself! Damnit, what did she expect from him? She had cheated, and this was not going as she had hoped.
I thought, was she right? Was this my fault? Yes, I worked long hours, but I was so close to making a partner and all the benefits of that promotion. What was I to do? I didn’t want a divorce. I love my family, and that would all change; I was deep in thought, trying to get through all this. My thoughts were interrupted…
“Dinners ready,” Claudia called out.
I wandered back into the kitchen, my mind blank, running on autopilot. Dinner was always delicious. Claudia was a marvelous cook and an incredible mother. She doted on the twins, kept the house spotless, and worked part-time.
I stared across at her, looking into her beautiful, fine-featured face. Damn it, she’s still gorgeous. The thought jolted him… Christ, how long had it been since he noticed that she had her hair styled differently? She did look sexy and attractive. Was that for the lover?
“Your hair looks nice… new style? I asked.
“Yes, it was new three weeks ago when I had it done.” She responded.
I flinched, new three weeks ago, and I just now noticed. Shit!
“Hmm, well, it looks nice. Did it for him?” I projected.
“No dipshit… I did it for you. Remember the night I walked into the den, leaning on the door frame and wearing nothing but my stockings and suspenders? I was horny as hell and wanted to fuck you. Do you remember that?” Claudia asked softly.
My face flushed bright red. I remember, but she walked in when I was about to finalize my report. I did nothing continuing to work. Claudia said in disgust, “I am going to bed!” and walked away.
I remember it well because Claudia was asleep two hours later when I went to bed. The lingerie was gone, and she was in her ankle-length nightgown, curled in a ball on the far side of the bed.
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How could Di be so calm? She didn’t seem to have any idea of how angry I was. Did she even have a conscience? I glared at her, and her face appeared emotionless. There was no remorse. Did she regret it and feel sorry for what she had done?
My anger peaked, and I spat caustically, “I hate you, Claudia! You have killed our marriage as if you have shot it with a shotgun.”
Shaking her head, Claudia replied after sipping her wine, “Oh No, you don’t. You don’t hate me. You hate the fact that people are going to find out, and you will be laughed at that I took a lover because my husband couldn’t satisfy me… That’s what you hate.”
I swallowed my wine in one gulp and poured another as she held out her glass for a refill.
Damn, she looked so sexy tonight. I let my eyes drink in her beauty, wondering if this might be the last time we would sit like this. “Don’t you care, Claudia? Are you just going to sit there and let it all go away?”
“Ryan,” she whispered almost inaudibly, “Of course I care; I hoped that when you found out, you might fight. I hoped you would be brave enough to say I love you and try to win me back, not run away. No, but your first words out of your mouth were ‘divorce.'” She said sadly.
“You thought I would put up with you having a lover?” I retorted.
“God No, I hoped you would throw me on the table, ravage me, and make me forget I ever wanted a lover, but you didn’t. So now that you have proposed divorce, there may be another option we might consider. You could continue to focus on your work, and I could keep my lover. Yes, maybe that would be the best solution. You can do all the work, and he can have the cream.” Claudia said in a snide voice, with an evil smile on her face.
“LIKE HELL, you will. I’m not being made a fool of in my own home,” I stated fiercely.
She growled mockingly, “Oh, for heaven’s sake, we always go to a hotel.”
“Jesus, you’re a cold bitch.” I barked.
“Tut, tut dear, no need for name calling. If we made love just once a week… that’s all I want; more would be nice, but at least once a week. Do that for me, and I wouldn’t need that lover or hotel.” Claudia said.
“What you expect me to forgive and forget… pretend it didn’t happen,” I asked.
“Oh no, no, I want you to remember. You can use it as inspiration, so you don’t return to your old ways.”
I shook my head in disbelief. I put my head down on my arms so she couldn’t see the tears forming, “I never realized what a bitch you could be. If I knew there was this side of you, I would never have married you. Jesus, you’re killing me, and you don’t even fucking care.” I said in a muffled voice.
Sipping her wine, she muttered, “Oh, I care, Ryan. Believe me, I care. To go back on my wedding vows was a big decision. I didn’t do that quickly, but I needed love, affection, intimacy, and sex!
“God Damnit, I need sex from you, Ryan, my husband, not another man, YOU ONLY YOU!” She shouted.
Claudia filled their glasses. She stood to clean up, leaving Ryan to contemplate the new state of affairs. When she walked to the living room, the kitchen was clean, and the dishes were done. He remained with his head in his arms, and she thought she heard him sniffling.
“I’m going to bed. I would like you to join me so we can make love!” She said, teasing me.
I sat up with a start and barked, “What… if you think I want anything to do with your slutty ass, you’re mistaken.”
Ignoring my hurtful name-calling, Claudia rubbed my shoulders and said, “See, that’s what I mean. We could spend the night making love, and I would never have to go elsewhere. Think about it this way: we can have one final night of passion before we go our separate ways.”
“Fuck that! You would probably give me some incurable disease or something,” I said, confused more than angry.
Claudia kept rubbing my back, massaging his tense flesh, working her thumbs in hard. She could feel how tense I was. I looked back at her with a pained expression, “Did you at least use condoms?” I asked.
With a teasing grin, “No, you know I love to feel hot cum filling my pussy, and besides, he didn’t like them.”
“Fucking slut, dirty fucking slut.” I mumbled.
“Hmmmm, that’s what he called me, naughty too.” She teased.
Claudia turned and walked towards the bedroom, saying, “Darling, I will be in bed, naked and waiting. At least give me one night to remember you by.”
Without another word, she was gone. All that remained was the sweet cloak of her sensual perfume and the anguish in my heart.
I finished off the bottle of wine, fuck it I thought, why should I go without? If Claudia wants to fuck then I will fuck the hell out of her this one last time!
I turned off the lights and checked the doors before walking down the hall to the bedroom. As I entered, I saw her there, her beautiful features highlighted by the low light of the bedside lamps. I quickly stripped and climbed into bed beside her.
The moment I was under the sheet, Claudia snuggled up beside me, her hot flesh pressing against mine. She whispered, “So, am I going to get my last night of passion, or are we going out on a whimper?”
I grabbed her roughly and rolled her onto her back, kicking off the sheet. My mouth closed crudely on hers, and my tongue probed deeply, tasting her lipstick and the remnants of the sweet wine. My hands grasped her firm breasts as I mauled them coarsely, squeezing, kneading, and massaging before pinching her very erect nipples. Hearing her purr contentedly, I moved my lips down, replacing my hands with my lips as I sucked and nibbled, then I bit down hard on her rubbery nipples pulling at them painfully with my teeth.
“Oh ouch, you rough bastard.” Claudia gasped and pulled away.
My hand moved down, and as I chewed and bit her fleshy orbs. I cupped her wet pussy. Shocked by what I felt, her pussy was bare, as smooth as a baby’s ass. Holy fuck, when did that happen? I realized it had been a long time since my hands had been there, and like her hairstyle, I had no idea what she had done.
“Like that, do you, darling? My lover wanted me to be smooth. I have my pussy waxed every two weeks now.” Claudia teased me more.
I pushed my fingers into her pussy, finding it already very wet. Her puffy, swollen lips opened, and her slippery slit invited my rough assault. I put aside any thoughts of tender lovemaking. I just wanted to fuck Claudia harder than I ever had fucked her, letting her feel my anger.
Thrusting my three fingers in and out hard and fast. It made a squelchy, sloshing sound, which awakened me to just how turned-on Claudia was. Her hips jerked and thrust up against my fingers. This wasn’t lovemaking. It was urgent and brutal finger fucking, but Claudia didn’t seem to care.
Extending my thumb, I pushed against her pulsing clit and rolled it like a marble. I added my fourth finger and fucked her hard. The only thing holding my whole hand from fisting her was my extended thumb banging against her clit.
Claudia was withering on the bed, loving everything I was doing.
“You filthy dirty slut, you dirty fucking bitch. Is this what you wanted? Tell me, you slut.” I shamed her.
“Oh God, Yes… yes… yes, God, that’s it. Ravage me take me fuck me, make me yours again!” She started shaking uncontrollably
My hand was a blur as I finger fucked her, coating my fingers with her sticky, gooey cream. The scent of her pussy was firm in my nostrils as she screamed, “Oh My God… I’m going to cum, you bastard.”
“Then cum… come on bitch cum for me. You fucking want it bad, don’t you!” I demanded.
Claudia’s fingers grabbed my hair, tugging ferociously as her hips bounced up against my fingers. She shuddered and began cumming hard, rolling side to side on the bed. With one final scream, she flopped back, and my saturated fingers slowed to a gentle caressing motion loving her pussy.
I lay beside her, and she rolled over, her fingers still knotted in my hair, and her lips crushed mine in a torrid, passionate kiss. Her rampant tongue probed and nudged, danced, and slithered around my mouth before she untangled her hand, dropping it to my hard cock. Her hand gripped me tight as she quickly stroked me, feeling my steel-hard cock in her hand.
“Fuck me, you bastard, I want you inside me, NOW!” Claudia demanded.
She pulled me by my hard cock over between her widely spread legs and guided me into her slushy wet, hungry pussy hole.
I needed no encouragement; grabbing her legs, I pushed them back against her shoulder, bending her in half as I started to fuck into her syrupy depths with one powerful thrust and holding still with my rigid cock buried deep in her cunt!
Claudia gasped and shuddered as she looked deep into my eyes, showing her lust to me, lust I had not seen in a very long time. I smiled down at her and said, “Claudia, you are such a fucking cunt!”
Before she could peak, I quickly pulled back and started to fuck her with a brutal, unmerciful pounding attack. My cock pushed deep into her with strong strokes!
Claudia matched thrust for thrust, and our wet flesh slapped together. My red rage fueled my assault.
My balls banged against her asshole as I picked up my pace, switching into a frantic, brutal charge toward my orgasm. At that moment, I didn’t care about her, I fucked her, pounding her wetness, but I was not alone as Claudia edged toward her orgasm. Her swollen, throbbing clit protruded out from its hood, being hammered by my coarse pubic hair.
Clauda’s orgasm was going to be huge. She felt it growing deep inside, and it was an unstoppable force. Claudia began to thrash around like a beached dolphin. Grunting incoherently, and moaned, “God, yes fuck me harder, you bastard.”
I couldn’t hear the red rage that was boiling over inside me. I couldn’t even feel the pain of her nails digging into my flesh, wet with my blood. The bed groaned under the extreme duress as the headboard clattered against the wall!
“Ahhhh… fuck you filthy, slutty, cunt, I’m going to cum.” I announced as my balls tightened.
“Fuck you, YOU BASTARD!!” Claudia gasped through gritted teeth
Then it happened, Nirvana. We came hard together, our bodies shuddering, clammy with sweat, every muscle taut. My cock and balls unloading into Claudia’s amazing cunt soaked with the sticky wetness of her pussy cream and my full load of cum.
Exhausted, I slumped down beside her, gasping for air. Claudia was breathing hard and lay there as she felt complete satisfaction. There were no words as we slipped off into sleep.
Sometime during the early hours of the morning, I was woken by my throbbing cock being sucked into Claudia’s mouth as it glided quickly up and down the pulsing shaft. I grabbed her head, holding it tightly, using her mouth to masturbate myself. She was nothing more than a receptacle. I took away her choice as I unloaded my balls deep into her choking throat. Claudia gagged from both excitement and the huge cum load I delivered. She proudly swallowed all as I rolled over, letting sleep overtake me.
Claudia regained her composure; she wanted to make love but smiled; an excellent blow job was better than nothing.
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In the morning, it was Claudia who was woken by my hard cock, pressing between her legs as I spooned tightly behind her. My cock was pressing up against her wet lips, running the length of her cunt. My cock slid against her clit; it massaged her fleshy lips before she wiggled, pushing her ass back against me, capturing my cock and taking it deep inside her pussy.
My arms circled her, pinching her nipples, twisting, tweaking, pulling, and mauling. I was a man possessed, and she was my wanton slut pushing her ass back, receiving my hard thrusting cock as I fucked hard into her molten pussy. Her body warned of her orgasm as she started shuddering, twitching as she eagerly slid her fingers down between her legs, slipping between her slippery lips and caressing her clit, in time with my vicious attack.
Our orgasms were overpowering and highly satisfying. Our bodies withered as we lay together. Afterward, in the warm afterglow, Claudia rolled back to kiss me, “Thank you, my love, that was wonderful; I can’t tell you how much I have missed that.”
“Yes…me too; I’m sorry it’s been so long.”
Her warm smile pleased him as she let her lips slide over his again.
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My drive to work was fraught with conflicting emotions. Claudia was right in so many ways. I had been absent from our marriage, but did that really excuse her behavior?
As I slumped into my chair behind my desk, I decided. As much as I had enjoyed last night, divorce was the only answer. I could not live with a cheating slut for a wife.
As the morning unfolded, I called my lawyer and enquired about the divorce process. The news I received didn’t please me. Shit, she could cheat and carry on like a slut and still end up with half of everything we had!
I had no sooner hung up the call when my friend Bill walked in, taking up a chair across from me, “So… how did it go?” he asked.
I couldn’t understand why he was smiling, “Well, I just got off the phone with my lawyer, and it’s not good news; the cheating bitch will get half of everything.”
“What divorce… Jesus, what happened last night?” Bill asked.
“Claudia confessed and told me all about her sordid affair. So, to me, she is history.”
Bill leaned back, running his fingers through his hair, frustrated and confused. “I thought you might be able to forgive her,” he said.
“Like hell, she is out of my life as soon as I can organize it,” I announced.
Bill flopped forward, his head falling into his hands, “Ryan, man, I have a confession to make.”
Ryan sat back, shocked. Oh My God… was it him? Was Claudia cheating with Bill? Was he her lover? I wondered.
Bill sucked in a deep breath, “Ryan, there is no lover; she has not been cheating on you.”
“What… you said you saw her with another man,” I questioned, confused.
“I lied, man! Look, a few days ago, shit, do you remember when Claudia came in here dressed to kill, looking as sexy as hell.” Bill asked.
My confused expression forced Bill to continue explaining the deception.
“Ryan, that day, I smiled when she walked in; I remember thinking you were getting laid. When I spoke to her, she said coyly she was taking you to lunch and was going to jump your raggedy old bones.” Bill continued.
I did remember Claudia coming in, but not like that. Now, I was worried about where this was going.
“Ryan, I saw her walk out of your office crying. I ran after her and caught her by the elevator. I needed to calm her down, so we went out for coffee. Claudia told me about the troubles you were having.”
“We weren’t having trouble.” I barked at Bill.
“Well, my friend, you may not think you were having troubles, but Claudia surely thinks that there are major troubles; she is depressed!”
“Fuck Bill… I don’t understand.”
“Let me finish, Ryan! Claudia explained that it seemed to her that you had fallen out of love with her and were ignoring her. Claudia was ready to divorce you. Do you understand that she was that close, inches from calling it quits on that day, right there and then?” Bill stated.
I was stunned. My heart was beating wildly, and I was starting to sweat. I was trying to absorb what Bill was telling me.
“Ryan, the cheating thing was all my idea. I suggested she make up a story and tell you about having a lover. It would hopefully snap you back to reality. Initially, Claudia thought it was stupid. But then she thought it might work.”
I started to get up and walk out. “But wait a minute, Bill. You said you saw her with another man!” I shouted.
“Yeah, I did. That was a lie, part of the strategy. We both thought it would seem more real if you heard it from me.” Bill confessed.
“Well, fuck you, Bill… why would you do that to me?” I was so angry at Bill that I was ready to tear his head off.
“Ryan, Claudia is right… you have been acting like a jerk. You are the luckiest bastard I know, and you’re fucking it all up. Claudia was so pissed off at you that day in the office she was close to divorcing you.” Bill stated firmly.
“So, you are telling me there is no lover? It was all bullshit?” I asked, fuming.
“Yes, I am telling you there was no lover. Ryan, look, I was trying to help you both. You are my friends, and I thought finding out Claudia was cheating might inspire you to do better.” Bill explained.
When I did not respond, Bill spluttered apologetically, “Look, Ryan, you have to put more effort into your marriage. Jesus, there are hundreds of men, me included, who would love to have a wife like Claudia, and if given a shot, we would all take it.”
“Steady there, Bill, that’s my wife you’re talking about.” Getting more upset as the discussion went on.
“Yeah, Ryan, you had better remember that and never forget it. Claudia is your wife, and she loves you, and I know you love her. You two are just now disconnected and have been for a while.”
Bill finished, and I sat there digesting what he had told me.
“So, it was all a ruse? Well, thank you for making my life hell and for clearing up the fucking mess you made. Now get the fuck out of here!” I said with a fierceness in my voice.
After Bill walked out, I thought about the previous night and what Claudia had said.
I closed my laptop and told my assistant I would go out for the day.
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Today was one of Claudia’s days off. He decided to go home but wouldn’t make it easy for her. He was going to make her pay for putting him through that hell.
I parked the car up the road and walked down the path to the back door, and thrust it open wildly, jumping in and screaming, “Ah, Ha, I caught you, didn’t I slut!” I yelled.
Claudia, who was reclined on the sofa reading a magazine, was just about to hit through the roof when I burst in and cried out in shock, “What the hell are you doing, Ryan?” She gasped.
“I thought I would catch you with your lover.” I barked.
“I told you we used a hotel; Jesus, you never listen to anything!” She said.
“Yeah, well, I thought you might be lying,” I said as I sat up and flopped beside her.
“I spoke to my lawyer today, and he’s drawing up papers. They should be ready in a couple of days,” I said, looking her dead in the eyes.
I was playing my game now.
Her face dropped, and tears formed, “Are you serious? Didn’t last night mean anything to you?” She said softly.
“Oh yeah, the sex was amazing, but you’ve been getting that from your lover anyway, so why do you care?” I laid it on thick.
Claudia frowned sadly and mumbled, “Ryan, there is no lover; I made it all up!”
“Bullshit, I don’t believe you. Last night, you were so proud to tell me all about it, and now I’m expected to believe you made it all up?” I was banging on her now.
Sobbing fitfully, Claudia wailed, “Oh God, Ryan, there is no lover… Christ, you idiot, I made it up; I love you; I could never cheat on you!!”
Her tears cut through my anger and desire to hurt her. I embraced her tightly and let her cry for a few minutes. Then, “I know all about it, Claudia, Bill told me this morning. That is why I am home early today!”
Claudia sat up. She wiped away some tears. I continued, “Claudia, I’m sorry for letting work take over, and you’re right. I have been absent, but Christ, last night was terrible. If you ever do something stupid like that again and I will kick your stupid ass so damned hard.”
“I’m sorry, you’re right. It was stupid, but it was Bill’s stupid idea,” she said.
“How many times do I have to tell you… never listen to Bill? He’s my best friend, but he’s a fucking idiot.” I said with a chuckle.
We used the afternoon wisely, and all we saw for the rest of the day was the bedroom ceiling as we were making love, fucking, and bonding. In the end, Claudia called a halt to it all. Her pussy was too tender to take my loving anymore.
“Well, maybe now would be a chance to try anal; You certainly gave that to a lover, I bet.” I sniggered,
“Like hell I did. “Mr. Nobody, and I mean nobody, is ever going there, not now, not ever,” Claudia said, looking directly at me.
“Well, you can’t blame a guy for trying.” I laughed.
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