“How do you expect any family to take that kind of news?”“You seem to be handling it well.”“I’ve had time to process it.”“Only a few h...urs.”I gave her a withering look. “Do you really want me back in there, bawling like a baby with them?”She pointed back over at the doorway. “I didn’t hear them crying. I wouldn’t have interrupted if I had.”“Then what do you want?”She rolled under the water, getting onto her hands and knees. Only her head remained above the waterline. The change in position. She raised the lid of the slow cooker, unable to resist checking on the small roast and vegetables she had filled it with before she left the house early that morning. It was more difficult to manage a good dinner while spending a full day at a job. It hadn't seemed as hard to do as a student in graduate school.On her way through the house, Cathy flung her new leather briefcase at the couch. It bounced onto the floor, where she left it. She allowed herself a moment of rare anger. She had worked. I soon saw a perfect opportunity to get her right where I wanted her. It was just past noon on a Thursday, and school had been let early due to teacher meetings. I had not been aware of this early dismissal, and neither had anyone at my house. My carpool ride showed up on time, and dropped me off near my house about 90 minutes earlier than usual. As I entered my house through the side door, I noticed that Linda was not downstairs. From upstairs I heard her yell down to the kitchen and ask. My head hurts.Supriti- Now, why should I let you go?She started jerking off her dick with great speed and said, “Do not cum on me. I dare you, slave. If you do, God has mercy on you.I was at my wife’s hands and felt so horny that I gave in and cum right in her hands. She was furious. She kept me in the hold, grabbed my balls, and started squeezing. I was scared.Supriti- You cum despite the warning! You bitch! Today I will pop your nuts, I swear!!Me- Agh, I beg you. Mercy, mercy. Oh my God!The.