Chapter 1
“Geeeeeezus, You’re hot today, baby,” I groaned as I rammed my painfully rigid dick into Lilly’s searing hot pussy. Her vagina is clenching my dick so tight that it feels like a fist squeezing on me.
Lilly has her legs wrapped around my waist and is grinding her pussy against the base of my cock more vigorously than I can ever remember.
“Fuck me, Donny…Fuuuuuuck me like you own me,” Lilly cries out passionately. I freeze in place with my dick half in and half out of my wife’s pussy. My name is not Donny.
Lilly’s eyes shoot wide open and she has a shocked expression on her face. “I’m so sorry, Jack! It’s just a little fantasy. I never meant to say that out loud,” she mumbled with embarrassment on her face.
I yanked my dick out of Lilly’s pussy and drew back onto my knees. “Have I become so boring that you have to think of other men to get off?” I rasped. “Is my brother that more attractive that you would rather think of him while you’re fucking me?” I yelled as my temper rose higher.
“Oh Jack, it’s not like that,” Lilly gasped as I stood up off the bed. It’s just a game I play in my head,” she told me hurriedly. “I pretend that you gave me another man to fuck for my birthday and you are filming me while I do it,” she announced.
“Oh, that makes me feel much better! Not only do you pretend you’re fucking another man, you also pretend that I am forced to witness it,” I snarled.
“I’m done here! Maybe you should go fuck Donny if you want to finish because I am over this,” I shouted. I grabbed some clean jeans and a polo shirt out of the closet and went to the guest bathroom to get dressed.
I stepped into the shower before I got dressed. I wanted to wash Lilly’s sweaty body off of me. I wanted to wash off the dirtiness I felt inside.
“Please. Jack…Can’t we talk about this?” Lilly yelled through the locked door. “Fuck you, Lilly! I have nothing to say to you,” I shouted. “Just get away from the door and leave me the fuck alone,” I hollered.
I got fully dressed in the bathroom so I wouldn’t have to spend any extra time near Lilly. I hurried down the hall and dashed out the front door before Lilly could catch up to me or say anything.
I saw Lilly rush out onto the front porch just as I was backing out of the driveway. She was only covered by a long bathrobe. She had concern plastered all over her face waving at me frantically.
I really had no idea where I was going to go. I had no idea how long I planned to be gone. All I knew was that I wanted to be away from my wife. I wanted the hurt to go away. I wanted the worry that she wanted other men to go away. I wanted the self-doubt to go away.