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Always Faithful - Chapter Twelve
Date: 8/6/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: BobNbobbi, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories
finally wrapped her in his arms. His body remained tense. He pushed her down. “Suck me hard, I am going to fuck you again. We are going to fuck in the living room. Then we fuck in the den.” “I can hardly wait until we get to the bedroom.” “You have to earn your way back to our bedroom.” Uncertain thoughts abounded. Laura wondered what had got inside Dan’s head; she wondered what could possibly have set him off like this. 'He knew I was with Greg, what is wrong? What could possibly be wrong with my husband?' The living room in their home was a seldom used place. It held formal, period furniture, expensive ornaments and art work. They used it only with guests. Dan took Laura’s body for use in the same cold, aloof way the room and its furnishings suggested. Dan was a wary customer and Laura was deemed an avaricious salesperson calling. He fucked her in those roles. Both were more comfortable in their den. Dan took his favorite chair with his wife astride him and facing each other. Laura was beginning to understand that she was the miscreant in the play they were performing. She would have to put forth her best effort to undo whatever damage her time with Greg caused in her husband. 'She didn’t really understand, was it his ego suffering? Did Dan doubt his manhood? Had Artsy turned him down? Could it just have been me being with Greg?' 'Oh my God, if it was night, would the door be locked? The light might not always be on.' As troubled and confused thoughts travelled around her ... brain, Laura’s hips began to work to draw Dan to her being. She lifted and she dropped; she rocked forward and back; her hips swiveled from side to side. All of her motions were centered on Dan’s cock pole in her cunt. Laura kissed lovingly all over her husband’s face; she knew she had to draw his aggression and anger out of his inner self. They fucked for a long time in the den. For Dan, most of his anger energy went in the kitchen. The formal fucking in the formal living room took his remaining frustrations. He let Laura do the work now, he only provided the erection. His caring began to wane until his body responded to her stimulation. As his body responded, Laura once more became a whore in his mind. His anger built once more and his loving wife became Greg’s mistress in his mind again. “You went to your other home to get your good fucking, didn’t you? You went to your other Oh So fat dick.” “I was with Greg. I wanted to be with him before he left.” “Whore! Cunt! Bitch! Slut!” Dan spewed a third cum with the word slut, but he didn’t slap her body. He only slapped his wife’s mind. Laura held and kissed him; she knew no words or actions other than kisses could help at all. When they finally stilled, Laura suggested a drink. Two glasses of wine later, Laura decided to break their impasse. “Let’s go to the bathroom, I know I need a shower. You can fuck me there, or you can kiss my ass. I don’t care which, you can even do both. After that, I am taking you to our bed and that is ...