"She looked at me with speculation in her eyes. Just then the clock on the mantelpiece chimed."My goodness, look at that time. I can't sit talking all...day. Come on into the kitchen and we'll talk while I get things ready for the party."Charlie's Mom tells me she doesn't much like doing desserts – you would never believe that from her brownies - so we divvied up the kitchen responsibilities. She was working on a lasagna - Charlie's favourite, she claimed - I filed that for future reference.. “Last week,” he admitted, “You were in the living room on the sofa watching TV. I saw you touching yourself and rubbing.” He continued sheepishly, “Yes I got hard. That’s the night I took your panties, Sis.”“Did you like the smell?” I asked.“Well,” he slowly revealed, “Yeah, it made me really horny.”I fell back on the bed with a laugh. I knew I had him. I just wanted to see how far I could take it. “You know you could sniff the real thing if you wanted to?” I asked.“What?” he asked in. " "I thought that was the woman's line." "It's my line because I screwed things up so bad before you left." He rested his forehead against hers. "I'm really sorry, Ryan. I was—am—happy for you, I was just surprised. I was upset, and I said all the wrong things. I'd blame it on the concussion but I was pretty over it by then." She smiled. "I didn’t exactly corner the market on the right things to say." "Here's an idea: let's just say now that we're both really sorry, we both need to handle. "WhWha---" SLUT!" he yelled, and then proceeded to rip every stitch of clothing off her unwilling body."P-P-Percy," she sobbed, "why are you d-doing this to me?" You think I didn't SEE YOU whore? You were on your back with your legs spread while that lawyer fucked you on his desk!"She gasped, recognizing that her husband knew about her cheating, and then, like a typical woman, began to bargain."Percy, I d-didn't MEAN to do---" FUCK YOU, BITCH!" he growled, as he forefully spread her legs and.