I left her at her mothers, as I could not cope with the mental cruelty anymore of her constantly texting and ringing her lover, that Bill had become, in front of me.
Over Christmas, she stayed with her younger brother, as she had one again found solitude in the bottle. As she did many years earlier, after another affair she had, that did not work out for her either. Yes my wife was an ex alcoholic. And here she was drinking again, after about ten years of being dry.
Over the next couple of months, her mother and brothers could not cope with her drinking, and constant lies. Along with the fact that she was, Bills bit on the side.
Eventually in March of that year, she got herself a one bed flat, about 100 yrds from a pub. Believe it or not, she got a job in the pub as a barmaid Then she started texting and phoning me, keeping in mind, that she was still seeing Bill her now boyfriend.
I was working one day, and my phone rings, yes it is my wife, she then asks me if I will come to her flat to see her as she wants to talk to me. It was only a coincidence, that I was within a mile of her flat, and I agreed to do so.
I was lucky to be in a job, that aloud me to be very flexible, i.e. I could get the children off to school, and be there when they got home for tea.
I parked outside the flat, then went and knocked on the door, she opened the door straight away, in just her dressing gown. ''Hi'' she said ''come in''. She caught hold of my hand and led me in, with her then locking the door behind me. She took me through to the bedroom, with her dropping her dressing gown to the floor, and lying upon the bed, completely naked, and her legs wide open, exposing her lovely pussy to me, while looking me in the eye she say's ''I want you to eat my pussy, I miss it so much, as no one has eaten my fanny like you do''. My cock is tarting to go rock hard. She knows how much I love her, and how much I love to eat her vagina. I am now sat on the edge of the bed, with my right hand, on her right leg, moving up to her shaven vagina, in a few seconds, I have slipped a couple of fingers inside her, with my thumb massaging her big clit. I pause,,, as I can detect that her vagina is full of spunk. I now insert another finger, making 3. then another making 4 !!! I am thinking, how much spunk she has inside her, it's more than one man can ejaculate. I proceed to finger fuck her. While I am finger fucking her, I am asking her questions.These were the main ones ''How many guys have you had sex with, while working in the pub'' at first she hesitated, then she said ''29 guy'' I was shocked. next major question. ''how many guys have you had sex with at the same time''. ''3'' she said, ''that was last night'' ''Please please please'' she said, I want you to eat my fanny. But instead, I start to finger fuck her hard, after a few minutes, she is arching her back, and on the way to having an orgasm. I am watching my hand going in and out of her, with the greatest of ease, and it is beginning to look like, she has had a pot of yogurt stuffed up her cunt, with the amount of spunk that was in there.
''Stop stop stop'' she said. I want you to eat my fanny'' I did not answer her, or comply with her request. All I could think of was !!! No way am I going to stick my tongue in that dirty slags cunt.
While I am still finger fucking her, her phone rings, she reaches over, to pick it up from the bedside table to answer it. ''It's Bill she said, you have to go, he is on his was here. Sorry but you have to go. . |