Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 50449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Gage
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I was barely able to remain seated behind my desk after mom called to give me an update on lunch. While she was praising Holly for speaking up I was wondering why the widow had chosen to come out of hiding now.
Mom didn’t quite understand the significance of her showing up at the house because I’d been able to downplay it in the days after, and she has no idea about what I’d learned from Brad, but the shit didn’t bode well.
Since she’d decided to go on the attack again, I don’t see why I shouldn’t counter. I went through my phone and found the pictures Brad had sent me from her teen years, the days before she’d had her face changed for a new one.
I used the blocker on my phone that makes it appear as though I’m calling from a different number and sent the first pic to her. I can’t go after her myself now since I’d already got the cops involved, but there’s no reason why I can’t torment her ass in the meantime.
After I hit send I sat back and imagined the sick panic she must be feeling when I saw that the message had been read. I’d like to be a fly on the wall for that one, but I didn’t have long to think about that, I was more interested in my wife and how she was feeling after their run-in.
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HOLLY
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I took a much needed nap after returning home from lunch and felt very well rested upon awakening a couple hours later. I wanted to cook, was in the mood to prepare a meal for my husband with my own hands so I tried talking Lucille into going home early but she wouldn’t budge, another reason why I knew she was here more to watch over me than anything else.
I made her sit while I got started on dinner, relieved that I could actually stand the scent of cooking food again. That’s the only part of pregnancy that I can do without, the constant nausea that only now seemed to be easing.
By the time Gage made it home that evening the table was set and dinner was ready. I couldn’t wait to tell him what happened at lunch and how much pleasure I’d gained from snubbing Donna but we never discuss unpleasantness at the dinner table, one of his rules.
By the time we were in the tub later that evening I was all but bursting at the seams. I’d been able to keep myself under control until now. Now the excitement grew as I relived once again the feeling of satisfaction I gained from turning her away.
“Guess what.” I was reclining against his chest as he poured water over my chest and stomach.
“What?” I gave him the bare bones and felt his chest shake with laughter.
“You should’ve seen her face, I could barely restrain my laughter. I know it’s mean but she just brings out the worst in me.”
“You did good. I told you, if you don’t want to be bothered you don’t have to be. You have every right to enjoy a day out with friends without being inconvenienced by unwanted company.” I moved his hand to my breast to cup it as my libido rose with the telling.
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GAGE
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I’ve been waiting for this all day. Once I got over my mad and sent off the picture my mind had turned to her and the way she reacts whenever she’s had a run-in with the widow here of late. She was no longer timid and withdrawn as in days gone by but dick hungry. This time was no different.
I felt the change in her as soon as she started telling me what happened, heard the catch in her voice as her breathing sped up. By the time she pulled my hand over her slightly bigger tit I was ready. My cock which was trapped behind her ass in the water sprung up full and hard.
We stayed that way, my cock pressed against her ass and back and my hand fondling her tit for a few minutes more as she finished telling her story but it wasn’t long before she lifted her mouth for my kiss.
From there it was an easy thing to just lift her with her back turned and sit her down on my cock. With one hand on her tit and the other on her tummy I moved her up and down on my rod as we played tongue tag in each other’s mouths.
“Easy!” I tried to caution her when her movements grew too wild, but with her hands planted firmly on either side of the sunken tub for leverage she was in control and used my cock to her pussy’s delight.