He'd come home from work, lock himself in his den and watch porn. Never once did he ask if she'd like to watch as well: or even play while viewing. Wh...n he wanted sex, he didn't give a damn if she was ready. He'd simply fuck her with no foreplay, no preparation. Just in, get done, and roll over. Marty would either be sore from being taken in such a way with no lubrication, or just getting turned on when he'd end and roll over. That is why Marty was so hungry for good sex when we met. We'd had. I would have loved it but she always said no. I also had some input into their sex life, choices of clothing for her in particular. Joe didn't know that I knew about them but I got a thrill out of fulfilling some of his fantasies. One time I suggested she dress as a dirty school girl, short skirt socks and tie, shirt knotted and pushing her boobs up, and no knickers. She said his jaw dropped when he saw her. Her favourite part of this she said was when she was riding him reverse cowgirl she. How could Mandy do this to her? Fern felt her world unraveling, it was spinning and the floor was heaving up and down, she felt bile rising in her throat. ‘Why–why-why?’ beat in her head. The darkness descended bringing merciful oblivion. * * * * * * * * Don’t leave me in all this pain Don’t leave me out in the rain Come back and bring back my smile Come and take these tears away * * * * * * * * When Fern came to, she was on her bed, Ron hovering close by, sponging her face. She sat up. She laid there waiting for whatever I had planned for her as I moved down between her legs. Spreading them as wide as I could and laid down. I grabbed her toy and gently pressed it against her clit and turned it on. Her whole body started to shake as I leaned down and flicked my tongue over her ass. She moaned at the feeling of my tongue teasing her, she loves it so much and always has the most amazing orgasm. I teased her for a while making sure that she was really turned on and then slipped.