”“Honey you make me so happy when you say that. I really want you to treat me like your little bitch whore!”She made no attempt to wipe my cum f...om her face as she seem to feel it was some kind of badge of honor, and just stood and finished preparing dinner. Mom had gone all out on a special dinner, and I felt like a king in his court. She prepared shrimp cocktails for entrée, giggling when she said that seafood was great for keeping my cum supply topped up! Then we had a roast with all the. Before the bombs, this would have been a pleasant suburb. But five years after the mists had changed that. Massive trees and vines grew across the ground; into houses and into chimneys. You can hear the chitter of carnivorous monkeys above, but you can’t be fucked with them right now. The cat is after you again.You skid left toward a house; ignoring the front door blocked by a thick root and instead slam against the tall fence door.Bang. Nothing. Locked. Shit.You scramble to your hip for your. ’‘Okay. But be quick. If I have to start alone I’ll be looking for the hairbrush.’The hairbrush references were a throwback to when we were first married. She had long hair then and I loved to, brush it out before bed. It felt like such a simple act but so intimate. One night she was squirming around because her hair was particularly tuggy and knotted. I threatened to spank her with the brush if she didn’t stop moving around. Well, that just turned her on and of course, she squirmed all the. ’ She smiled and kissed me. ‘I love you, you know.’ ‘I know,’ I smiled back. Over the next few weeks, Heather’s time seemed to be taken up more and more by the other man, and yeah, I did get jealous, but I never said anything, not wanting to upset my wife. Like I said, I trusted her completely, and each night, she showed me how much she still loved me when she took me inside of her with a passion that still left me breathless just remembering it. I had no complaints in that department at all..