Slut; HIS slut. At least that's how she felt at the moment as her clit throbbed and her nipples tightened and ached for his touch. She wanted him righ... now, despite how he humiliated her, and despite how he hurt her.Thinking of him when he was angry, only this morning, frightened her more. She squeezed her eyes shut, afraid he would see everything she was feeling at that moment. But he whispered gently in her ear, one hand holding her up while the other stroked her muzzle softly. "Wolfy. Dear. The k**s are at our parents’ house every week days and only come home on weekends. As being that, it was a Sunday night. My friend Cher came and it was only me there. We sat on the couches and talked about our lives in general. It went on and on, and we ended up with the topic of him finding a girl. He explained to me that none of the girls that he dated after his wife’s demise were hot, and he couldn’t get a full erection when having sex. He doesn’t get pleasurable sex like he used to. I felt. And then in third he cracked open, the one he was confident would be a bathroom- was the girl, sitting on her bed, a Macbook open on her lap. She glanced up, eyebrows raised, her face illuminated by the light of the computer. “ Oh hello. Were you looking for something?” She asked softly. He realized this was the first time he had heard her voice. It was a musical, and crisp sound. “ Well actually I was just looking for a bathroom.” He replied, knowing he sounded like an idiot. “ This. For me never having made out, I’m OK, she tells me.It’s a Saturday morning and the folks are running errands when Claire waves me into her room, Risk is already set up on her floor. “Ready to get creamed, weakling?” shutting the door. Nothing different from her standard blustering, or so I think.Being the junior, I’ve to distribute the infantry, but, ha! I win the dice, select red, and put an army in Western Australia. World dominion, here I come!Unfortunately, however, her artillery is soon.