“It's not just jealousy is it?” “ What?” “ The reason you're so mean to her.” “ Ha,” I ha'ed. “Ha. Ha.” “ She'd like to be y...ur friend.” “ Ha.” I said. “She's got you snowed. Of course she does. You married her.” “ You don't have to fuck me,” he said. “ You're wrong. I have to fuck you. You don't have to fuck me, but if I don't fuck you, she wins.” “ Wins what?” He asked. He sat on the edge of the bed and took my hand in his. “ There's a lot of history here that you don't know,” I. He lifted my shirt up and caressed my body. "You thick as f**k bruh," he said. He moved his way down and unzipped my pants. Is this really going there? Yes! Was I ready? Hell yeah....eventually, I found myself butt a** naked with two strong hands grabbing my a**. He motioned me to get on my knees. There I was on my knees. Derrick rammed his thick dick in my mouth. I immediately started gagging. "Breathe...nigga breathe!"he said. I calmed down and enjoyed the moment. With my tongue I pleasured. “If you won’t leave, then just come over to my bed,” said Rudy. “Listening to you guys gave me a hardon that’s killing me. After we get rid of that we can talk about you going back to your room.”“No!” said Val. Her voice was harsh, but not loud. “You’re Sam’s.”“I’m not anybody’s,” said Rudy.“Yes you are. You’ll always be Sam’s.”“She did it with Bobby earlier tonight,” he said. He didn’t sound upset about that. He was just pointing out that Sam’s sexual appetite was “omnivorous.”“Look,” he said,. She giggles. "Well, Mr. Sleepy, we don't have to conk out right away. We can talk and stuff. I know you'd like to lay down, at least." That does sound good. "Yeah," I concede, closing the computer. When we get upstairs, I've just finished changing into sweats and a T-shirt when my wife grabs her shopping bags, says something I don't catch about needing to change, and bustles off into the bathroom. Women. I shall never understand them. As I'm lying there in bed setting my alarm (want to wake up.