"But I'm really trying this time, Amanda. I haven't touched any for a week. Not a drop."Amanda nodded quietly. She knew. She always covered for Frank,...cleaning up his empties, making excuses for him at the office when he could not get out of bed, hiding his car keys whenever he started drinking. It was one excuse too many that finally got him fired."If I can get this job, Amanda, this will turn things around, I feel it. I'll be too busy to want to drink anymore."Amanda managed a small smile.. Now, do you have a chair in your bedroom?" He asked. He wanted to fuck MY wife on OUR marital bed. Note to self: Burn the bed and get a new one."We do, yes. Wait, do you REALLY want me in there?" I asked with a horrified look on my face."It is necessary, yes." Dr. Dumbfuck said."If you insist." I snarled. "Doctor, is there no other way to get my wife back to normal?" None, I'm afraid." He said with mock sincerity that wouldn't have fooled a kindergartener."Well, I hope you don't expect me to. As I lay there dreaming of these occasions I would rub my cock through my trousers until I got myself into such a frenzy I would have to go and finish off in the toilets.It was in the middle of one of these 'fantasies' that I was made aware of an unusual conversation coming from my bosses office, which was situated immediately behind my own.The voices were soft and almost at a whisper, which was unusual in itself, and I could hear them through the air vents, which was even more unusual.The. I kissed her on her forehead and got up to go to the bathroom to piss. Boy! That was a realy great experience for both of us! I returned back to bed and embraced her and we both slept. The next morning she woke me up after the waiter left Bed-Tea for both of us. She looked so damn fuck able then too! I pulled her towards me and whispered into her ear, “Lets do it again honey!” She said, “Sweetheart, my pussy is sore from inside and its paining. If you wanna kill me, we sure can do it then.” i.