"My wife was a slut, and yet, somehow, I had just shot the best orgasm Icould remember. When we got home later, she acted like she didn't feelgood. I ...asn't going to let her off, so I rolled her over and startedrubbing my dick against her ass. I could see it was still loose fromthe ass-fucking Greg had given her a few hours before, so I went forit. I greased up my cock and slid it deep into her ass. She moanedwith pleasure, and I realized Greg's little cock was just what her assneeded to loosen. Anyway, the doors to the night club burst open, and a rather pissed off lady emerged. She was followed by what I assumed was her boyfriend, who was being held back by the bouncers, apparently in an attempt to keep her from getting harmed. Of course, the bouncers never even considered that the guy walking past the club smoking a cigarette might actually be a danger to the woman.Anyway, the boyfriend managed to get out of the club, and went to the girl. She turned on him, shouting invective at. Kelly sat holding her broken arm, shock on her face. Raising up the baseball bat again he aimed it at Kelly’s head, ‘This time I’m going to get you, you fucking slut.’ Ben threw himself at the man as he entered the arch, grabbing the raised arm and the two men started to struggle. Mikes knee landed a bruising hit in Ben’s groin, but the detective kept on fighting, forcing the baseball bat out of his hand. Jake had run past the two fighting men to check on the sobbing Kelly, bending down to. You know, like a story, or a fantasy. Tell me what you want.”“Oh.”Please don’t stop now! I started kissing her body again, hoping like hell to distract her back into the moment.“Yeah. Ok. I understand.”Fuck, that was close. I had no idea if she actually bought my bumbling explanation. I sure hoped I sounded convincing.“You’re ok with that? I mean, you’re not turned off by me taking control like this?”My relief came out of me in a breathless chuckle. “No Babe, I don’t mind. In fact, I like it a.