BlackSnake
Anaconda
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Husband is up and coming, and the wife is supportive.
Husband is constantly going out for drinks and to play golf, whatever he feels he needs to do to get ahead.
The wife doesn't complain when he is out entertaining with his boss and co-workers. She is missing to emotional contact of their courtship, but she doesn't complain to him about it. She make sure that his suites are dry cleaned, and his meals are cook even when it often goes to waste, because he neglects to call to tell her that he wouldn't make it home for dinner.
The wife masturbates to keep her libido in check, but sometimes she finds that her self-manipulation is not enough.
The husband forgets to pick-up trash bags that he promised to get on his way home, but instead he is entertaining a client at a bar. She smells it on his clothes.
The wife goes out to the store, and is approached by a man with the look of desire in his eyes, but his demeanor is as pleasant as the soft smile of his lips. The man is soft spoken and his eyes burns down to her core. He envades her space willing her to surrender herself in the front parking lot of the grocery store.
She feels herself being swept away as the man leads her to his car, and soon they are inside of his apartment. Her clothes are shed by his unhurried hangs as her lungs are filled with his gentle breath.
The wife is taken far beyond her limits. It is only when she is back standing at her car that she realizes what she had done. Try as she might, she could shake the intensity of his eyes and the feel of his lean body against her softness.
The wife's days and nights are filled with longing for the touch of the stranger who had reduced her to a long sigh. In spite of herself, she continued on with her duties.
The husband is going to a party hosted by his boss for some of their clients, and he takes his wife. To her delight and dismay, she sees the stranger at the party who is a competing co-worker of her husband's. The introduction makes her weak in the knees, feeling herself nearly fall into the man's arms at the sound of his voice.
This idea has been on my mind for the past few days. Thoughts. Comments. Suggestions.
Husband is constantly going out for drinks and to play golf, whatever he feels he needs to do to get ahead.
The wife doesn't complain when he is out entertaining with his boss and co-workers. She is missing to emotional contact of their courtship, but she doesn't complain to him about it. She make sure that his suites are dry cleaned, and his meals are cook even when it often goes to waste, because he neglects to call to tell her that he wouldn't make it home for dinner.
The wife masturbates to keep her libido in check, but sometimes she finds that her self-manipulation is not enough.
The husband forgets to pick-up trash bags that he promised to get on his way home, but instead he is entertaining a client at a bar. She smells it on his clothes.
The wife goes out to the store, and is approached by a man with the look of desire in his eyes, but his demeanor is as pleasant as the soft smile of his lips. The man is soft spoken and his eyes burns down to her core. He envades her space willing her to surrender herself in the front parking lot of the grocery store.
She feels herself being swept away as the man leads her to his car, and soon they are inside of his apartment. Her clothes are shed by his unhurried hangs as her lungs are filled with his gentle breath.
The wife is taken far beyond her limits. It is only when she is back standing at her car that she realizes what she had done. Try as she might, she could shake the intensity of his eyes and the feel of his lean body against her softness.
The wife's days and nights are filled with longing for the touch of the stranger who had reduced her to a long sigh. In spite of herself, she continued on with her duties.
The husband is going to a party hosted by his boss for some of their clients, and he takes his wife. To her delight and dismay, she sees the stranger at the party who is a competing co-worker of her husband's. The introduction makes her weak in the knees, feeling herself nearly fall into the man's arms at the sound of his voice.
This idea has been on my mind for the past few days. Thoughts. Comments. Suggestions.
