He reached up to pullthe wig off with a yank. He gasped in pain; it felt like hewas pulling his own hair, like he didn't have a wig on.Bob sat up and ...oticed that he was still wearing the samedress; only now the dress came to his knees. He got downfrom the couch, which seemed to have grown immensely insize. Then he saw Mary walk in and stand next to him.He couldn't believe that he was actually looking up atMary. She was at least half a foot taller than he was."You're not so big anymore are. You do that and bad things like this don't happen."As he walked away I asked, "You have anything to say Jessica? Is what he said true? Is that what you do on your night out with your girlfriends?"She kept her head turned away from me and was silent. I got up and left her there and drove home.I sat in the recliner and listened to the man huff and puff as he drove his cock into her. I listened to her moan as her head rolled from side to side. Her nylon clad legs and high heeled covered feet added. ." she began. I shook my head and laughed."Well, you know we won't be able to do anything tomorrow. It's a holy day," she said."Doesn't the bible say that the Lord said something about being fruitful and multiplying?" I asked."But we're not being fruitful or multiplying," she said. "We're just fucking."I was so shocked at hearing her use the word that I didn't say anything. I just got the most shocked look on my face. It was like hearing a four year old girl say it. She never used profanity so. When he told her this she looked genuinely sad. She had made no mention of giving her husband blowjobs. Maybe he doesn’t like them or maybe he thinks they are a waste of time. Who knows? But from what she said, she used to give all of her boyfriends blowjobs. Of course, she could just be bad at it.He hands her the glass after refilling it. And as he hands it over, she says, “I want another shot at it.”“Excuse me?” he asks.“You heard me,” she snaps. “I want another shot at giving you a blowjob..