She told herself she had only been married to him for a few weeks and had not had time to get to know all his moods and feelings in spite of the fact ...hat they had seen a lot of each other for a whole year before that. And, she had reminded herself, dating a person was one thing, but living with him was another. Later, the worried young wife had tried to persuade him to confide his problem to her over supper.That had only seemed to make him worse, and then when they were in bed later that. It flew open and smacked satisfyingly against the tiled wall with a hollow bang that echoed across the dressing room, then as the red mist descended I swung my stick against the wooden bench. The graphite hockey stick snapped clean in half and the vibration rattled up my arms until I thought my teeth would fall out. Somewhere behind me the head of the stick clattered to the floor."Shit!" I bellowed, looking stupidly at the broken handle. As if a twenty quid fine for the red card was not enough,. Spinning to face Dillon, his eyes pierced through her with wanton command. Leaning back onto the lockers, Suki reached up beside her and pushed his hand away. Pulling the side of her bottom lip in between her teeth, she raised her eyebrows coyly and traced her gaze down his torso before slowly raising it to meet his again. Then, answering his previous question with as much dominion as she could muster:“Face to face, so I can see how good I feel.”Not even this new Dillon could remain unphased by. He shoved it into my arse without a 'by your leave' and plunged into me balls deep.I screamed in pain and then remembering the baby asleep in the next room I didn't scream anymore.The strokes were burning and hurting but my cunt was still weeping with pleasure.As he continued I remember wondering how long it had been since Uncle had fucked anyone.If it had been a long time maybe he would finish quickly.I never did find out how long it had been but he certainly didn't finish quickly.He settled.