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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Greg learns
Greg is a medium guy. He is under 6 feet tall, medium weight, medium looks, small hands, feet and a small dick. He is an unremarkable and uninteresting man with a unreliable medium sized 15 yr old car. He has a middle ranked job at a large sized library in a biggish town. His ok-ish income helps to make the payments on a middle sized house in a middle sized town. And this is how Greg feels suffering like many from status anxiety in such a competitive society.
The only one saving grace and one thing that makes him feel remotely special and not mediocre about his life, is his wife of ten years. Meaghan (unbelievably his wife) is absolutely beautiful. She has long dark red hair. Light flawless skin. Green eyes, perfect eyebrows, perfect bright white teeth. He's often thought that she's of magazine quality beauty and no need for airbrushing his beautiful enchantress. The popular term 'Real Women have Curves' was meant for her.
Meg met Greg and saw how enchanted he was with her, he had just finished college and talked about business and a successful career helping him to provide for her. She thought he was the nerdy type that works for big companies in a high paying job. She thought he could end up in a big job and could really take care of her. Especially after she had endured 3 years with her long term waister of a boyfriend who relied on her for handouts. Greg seemed like a winner in comparison and so they got married. But as it turned out Greg wasn't good at making life decisions.
Indecision and reluctance coupled with low self esteem crippled his advancement wishes. His job, house, car and wife, even where he went on holidays every other year were all at the guidance of his mother.
Meg eventually had to take a job. Fortunately her job allowed her to meet different people and some of them were real men as she found out as the years rolled by.
At 5' 6" tall Meg had just moved from a 36D-cup to a 36E-cup sized bra. She has a 32ish inch waist and a beautiful and full round bottom. She always dressed kind of modestly, with blousey type tops and conducted herself in quite a prudish manner, under her big coats and silky pants. She works (part time) at a library but a smaller one closer to home. As you can imagine the diner conversations are riveting, "oh Greg honey" "yes Meg bunny" "guess what?" we got a delivery of charity books today and there were 3 original copies of Lord of the flies in it!!" "Wow, what are the chances of that, you see you honey sometimes working at the smaller library can be cool too!!" "Yeah honey I knew you'd like that story (but what I really wanted to tell you was how I wanted to fuck the delivery man, Oooh his arms are so manly and sexy) it's your favourite book remember!"
One morning like any other in the blurry tedium of their day to day routine Greg left for work on time as always. Though he wasn't proud of his job or earnings he needed it to keep him and Meg in the mediocre life they'd become accustomed to whilst also trying for some stupid reason to keep up with the Jones's. His beautiful and patient wife who never complained about his shortcomings in life had finished her shower and was at her dresser mirror putting on makeup as he kissed her good bye on the side of her head. Meg was dressed in a white bath robe. She made a face when he kissed her and said "see ya later" ... "Greg. Be careful driving to work and maybe try book the car in for a service next week, it's needed one for months now" She continued with her makeup not looking up.
Greg fully aware got into his ailing car which was seemingly taunting him after Megs last words, but finally on the third attempt the car started. He then backed out into the street agitated and frustrated by his mundane life and what he could and couldn't provide for his wife (at least she loves me and I have her wholeheartedly) with that a white van was closing in on the rear of his little car. He accelerated and revved hard to get out of the way. The car stuttered and sped down the road but he knew he shouldn't have floored it like that! He should have looked for traffic before backing out! He felt so stupid but was glad he wasn't hit.
As that surely would have signalled the end of his ailing vehicle. The car's fuel system was in bad shape and it seemed the alternator was doing great either, the car soon started to splutter while losing power, has something been draining the battery? he felt this was a metaphor for his life, and even dare he say it his marriage if he was being completely honest. But still she loved him. After a couple sluggish of miles the car came to a stop..........
Greg had to push the car to the curb. Cars beeped their horns and drivers shouted taunts of abuse and distain clearly wound up by Gregs slowing of their rush hour commute, but no one stopped to help him. He tried to restart it but of course he had no luck.
He called work to say he was broke down.....again..... And again the younger receptionist that answered giggled when he told her about his car trouble. Even the hot young girl at work thinks he's only fit for ridicule, but as he lets the car sit for twenty minutes then tried again he thinks of how lucky he is to be married to his great love Meg. How can he surprise her and rekindle the lust as the love and commitment was still as strong as ever!
The car wasn't starting, so off home, get the battery booster pack which Meg had told him to last week "put the battery thingy in the boot" He thought about calling Meg but she wouldn't know anything about a battery booster and she needed to get to work herself. Off he started on the two mile journey thinking about taking her on holiday, but surely the caravan park in Wexford wouldn't have much appeal at this point in their lives, ok a foreign holiday, he thought, I'll see about some overtime.
When he rounded the corner onto his block he saw what looked like the same white van he had almost collided with parked outside his house. He stopped for a second thinking the driver was after him for making a silly manoeuvre. There was a big guy (6 feet tall and beefy) standing on the walkway taking pictures of his house. Greg was starting panic. He was afraid and now hiding behind his neighbor's trees. He could see a little through the bushes that his front door was open.
Greg thought that Meg must be talking to the man. Maybe he wasnt there to cause trouble but perhaps an estate agent and wanted a listing, Greg relaxed and thought what a dope he was to think anything bad. "Right so" he chuckled "better tell this lad to sod off, me house isn't for sale" when he saw Meg standing in the doorway of their home. Greg stopped like his broken down old motor.
Meg was standing in her robe which was totally open. She was using both of her hands, lifting her right breast up and out of it's bra cup while folding the lacey material down making a half cup. She had both her huge tits with the large red areola and hard nipples on full display sticking out the top of the expensive bra he had bought her for a birthday present.
Greg admitted to himself that she looked incredibly sexy but what the if one of the neighbours saw her like that". Her hair was styled with long full curls. Her face looked so innocent especially how she was smiling. Her black bra with the cups folded underneath her huge boobs were breath taking. She had on a matching black lace waist corset which had a built in garter belt. She wore black stockings and a pair of very tall black heels that strapped closed around her ankles. No panties, and no pubic hair at all! He could see her bare lips from where he stood in his neighbor's garden. The smooth pale skin between her legs looked incredibly soft.
He was stunned and sickened as he slowly and numbly slumped to the base of his neighbours green bin. 'How could she?' He thought. Greg heard the man say "Phoarrrr You look like such a nasty little slut." He heard a laugh and wasn't sure but believed it was his wife's laugh. What was he doing talking to his innocent wife like that!? Greg has always treated her with the upmost respect. The camera's shutter clicked several times as he felt his world falling to pieces. "Your pussy looks so much better shaved. Pull your lips open for me. Good, now smile say cheese." He then heard his beautiful wife actually say "Cheeeese." He was livid...
Greg's head swayed he couldn't remember when he last saw her with her panties off. She could have been shaved for months and he wouldn't know. He heard more pictures being taken, his head down and couldn't look but heard the guy tell her to "take off the robe, turn, bend, wider, hold your cheeks and make it wink for the camera sweetheart." Followed by her laughter, heavy footsteps and the front door closed. His mind racing at the possibilities, he was going to burst in and show yer man what's what, give him a few slaps and send him on his way, then throw Meg out on her fat slutty ass. He was livid. As i librarian he didn't curse a lot, but he told himself "I'm gonna fuck this cunt up if he lays a finger on her".
He thought about the guy about a potential fist fight he'd surely loose to this 'white van man' "A gun" He thought, but he doesn't own a gun and quickly came to the realisation of where would a broke ass librarian get a Dirty Harry style .44 magnum in Dublin on a Tuesday morning during rush hour with his car broken down 2miles away, hardly a fleeting Dirty Harry style moment, for gods sake he can't even get his car serviced let alone a gun.
Plus deep down he knows he's a pussy and doesn't really want to fire a gun. But... If he had one he would make the guy beg him not to use it. Of course if he did use it he would go to jail. Jail looked to be a unsafe and scary place, and Greg was a pussy after all, he had seen The Shawshank Redemption all too many times and he didn't have the stomach for an altrication with a man with his dick out in his own home let alone in jail.
Greg now thought it best of waiting until the guy left. He didn't want to rush in to a violent reaction. He didn't want any misunderstanding with the police. Maybe the guy doesn't know she is a married woman. It's a possibility he thought.
Divorce would be inevitable as he sat and pondered, and they would have to divide the house. He had worked hard in his shitty job to buy that house.
Their friends would find out and take sides. His work friends would ridicule him "Greg you couldn't keep her happy? Too much woman for you? You don't mind I give her a call do you?" His stomach turned at the thought.
He wished he had never found out. She was good to him and patient with him. He had sex with her when she was in the mood, occasionally, and over the years he even learned to wait for the right time and ask just the right way so he didn't annoy her. He had a 50/50 chance IF he played it just right and with the literature he had read on relationships etc. he was getting better at understanding what his beautiful wife wanted emotionally and carnally, wasn't he!? It wasn't such a bad life was it!? He was rationalising a thousand things at once while trapped in his neighbours garden.
He didn't need to do anything immediately. He couldn't he was frozen scared of the possibilities. He slowly got to his feet and walked up his driveway toward the garage and the battery booster which he could still hear Meg telling him to "pack the booster thingy in the boot Greg" some days ago now. Making his way quietly down the side of their house to the garage. He passed their bedroom window and in full view the guy is standing naked in his bedroom. From the first window he could see the guy was in really great shape, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and his buttock muscles clenching, drawing tight as his pelvis trusted forward.
He looked past the naked man standing next to his bed and saw his Meg on her knees in front of the guy. Greg rushed to the next window to better see his wife sitting on her feet with her hands holding the stranger's knees.
He could clearly see that his wife had been busy since posing for pictures at their front door.
Both her breasts were now dangling around her upper abdominal area. Their large size desended just below her elbows. Her breasts were bright red and swollen. Greg could see red finger marks like you would see from slapping someone. They were both bruised. Her breasts had been handled rough. Could Meg have actually allowed this guy to repeatedly spank her naked breasts? "What the fuck?" he just about whimper as his heart was breaking.
It looked like the guy had a pretty thick cock as his wife's mouth was wide open and her lips were stretched tight around the veiny rod. Greg watched as the guy pushed his hips forward and His wife's neck bulged forward. Greg saw what must be her tongue and vocal cords bulge out as the penis pushed inside her throat. The guy continued pushing until Megs face was pressed tightly into his abdomen. His hands in her red hair holding her.
Greg thought this was grotesque how under her chin and the front of her neck bulged as her glands pressed against her skin and pushed outward by the intruding penis. Her beautiful smooth neck was distorted as the man pushed deeply inside her throat. Meg suddenly started to push the guy away, her small hands with the manicured fingernails and deep red paint were pushing at his hips, she tried to jerk her head backwards and slapped her hands erratically on the guy's sides. The guy laughed and let go of his wife's head.
Meg (unknowingly to her husbands surprise didn't seem to perturbed by the man's reckless and disrespectful act) jerked her head back. The long thick cock slid out of his wife's wide stretched lips. It was shiny and throbbing. Greg disgusted and impressed with it's size, admitted to himself that the guy's cock was probably JUST slightly bigger than his own, just slightly, as he saw her neck return to its normal smooth compact size. Thick strings of slobber were connected from her red lips to the red hard penis. Meg's eyes were watering and her makeup was running down her cheeks as she looked like one of those porn whores in his mind.
She took a big breath and giggled excitedly as soon as the penis cleared her tongue. Most of the spit strings broke and fell to the carpet, except a thick ropey one that connected the corner of her mouth to the man's cock head.
Meg saw the string after a couple breaths and swiped it with her tongue as her right hand cupped and held the man's heavy balls, as she sucked the slobber into her mouth like a proud Italian eating spaghetti.
She pursed her lips and followed the slobber to the head of the cock with great concentration and focus on pleasing. She opened her mouth and enveloped the head with her lips. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on this strange dick. This movement making her breasts sway slightly, heavy and full with hard pointed dark nipples.
Meg looked up into the eyes of the naked man in Greg's bedroom who was taking another photograph of his wife holding the man's cock head in her mouth with her red spanked tits hanging down her chest. After the picture the guy said "put it in... all the way."
Meg pushed forward taking it to the back of her mouth. There was still four inches outside her lips. She was looking up at the guy's camera wide eyed with a mouth full of cock and the flash went off again. "take it all, you know you can. I just showed you." Meg blinked her eyes like a good submissive slut and slowly nodded her head in agreement. "I'll let you do it without my help, if you can't do it, then I'll show you again how you can take it." He said. Meg nodded again and jammed her head forward forcing the head into her throat. She pushed hard still and slipped the penis inside her throat all the way. Her eyes sqeezed shut as she fought with gagging.
The bulge at the front of her tender soft throat was worse this time. Her nose was against his naval, and her chin was touching his ball sack. She looked up with tears filling her eyes. The naked man took her photograph showing her slutty mouth overflowing with a penis that wasn't not her husband’s.
'Why is she acting like such a slut this not regular intercourse' Greg wondered as Meg pumped the cock a few more times and then slowly backed her head away. The guy said "That's fantastic! Do you do that same kind of face fuck to your husband?" Meg popped the big cock out of her mouth and replied "he doesn't have a big dick like this. This one is the biggest I've ever had. Greg's doesn't have your length or girth. He is sort of small but in a cute and inoffensive way." they laughed together.
Greg felt like crying again as he realised the joke was well and truly on him. He knew the guy was bigger but to hear his wife describe his manhood as inoffensive and cute really hurt. He also realized the man using his wife was fully aware that she is a married woman ( who apparently likes it porno style) and fully aware that he was standing in another man's bedroom abusing his wife and doesn’t care.
Greg's thoughts were interrupted by the naked man saying "get up on the bed. She lay down on his side of their bed. She spread her stockinged legs wide and let her left hand drift between her legs, toying with her swollen clitoris. Her tits swayed as she lay down and rolled outward when she was flat on her back. Still red from their spanking, their tips were dark red and rock hard.
His wife's friend said "Legs up. All the way, show me your cunt." And she did as instructed and slid her ass to the edge of the bed and pulled her legs up. Her knees were near her shoulders and her high heels were way above her head. Her entire crotch was on display. Her red shaved labia, her light brown anus, ass wide open.
Megs most tender protected and most secret parts layed out for the stranger standing in their bedroom. The guy raised his right hand and quickly slapped it down directly on her open vulva.
Meg screamed and jerked her legs closed. She rolled on her side saying "Aahh! FUCK! Ooh damn!" The stranger said "Again. Open. Legs up." In his 'White van man Dublin drawl'. Meg pulled her legs up again, like a good slut "Please! Please! Not so hard, god it hurts!"
She pulled her knees up onto her tits and the stranger slapped her hairless swollen lips again, and again she screamed and jerked her legs together. After a few seconds she slowly pulled legs apart again offering her red pussy for spanking. Greg could see his wife's cunt was very swollen and bright red. But he could also see the smile on her face as she enjoyed each scream the man drew from her with his open hand.
The stranger lowered his aim connected his slap to her asshole, Meg screamed with every slap but kept holding her legs open for more. Her vulva became runny with her slut juice. The spanking of her labia splattered the cunt water onto her thighs and ass. The man's right hand was wet and shiney with her shameful juice. The guy slapped his wife's pussy for a few minutes before proclaiming "now, that's what I call ready for fuckin'."
Greg watched the naked man climb between his slut wife's legs as she held herself open for him. Her pussy lips were swollen to the point of looking unnatural.
Meg maintaining eye contact with the stranger as she took hold of the man's cock and put it to her wet vag. Greg thought to himself that penis was as big as a girl's forearm. At least ten or more inches long but thick and veiny. Meg pleaded with him "please, go slow, you know I love it but give me time to get used to it. Oh Fuck! You're big. Stop please. Jesus! OK but slow! Uhh oh Daddy please!" The penis was sliding up into his wife's vagina as she started talking in a little girl voice "baby's pussy is full Daddy. Too deep! Oh fuck me!"
The man started working his penis in and out of Greg's wife's tightly stretched vagina. Meg now pulling the sides of her fuck hole open with her hands and saying "Daddy fuck me good, daddy" Over and over. Greg saw the stranger slap her right tit across her hard nipple. "Ffffffffuuuuck" she screamed "fuck! I'm cumming daddy! It's so fffffucking big inside me. Arrrghh shrrrrrriek Please, Again daddy! Please?" The man started slapping her tits hard while pushing deep inside her unprotected vagina. Greg could see his wife's wet vaginal secretions dripping off the ball sack of the man using her and abusing her like a cum hoe.
Meg was now thrashing and thrusting her hips at the stranger while thrashing her head back and forth like an animal caught in a trap. "You filthy wet slut! You want to be fucked like a piece of meat? Dirty cheating whore, you want my big bully cock fucking your every hole" Meg nodded her head up and down violently as suddenly she froze in a frenzied half crunch and screamed "cuuuuuuuummmminnng!"
Greg could see his wife's intense orgasm rack her entire body. Her toes where curled tight in spasm, her nipples were as hard as glass and her mouth was open with her teeth bared. Greg thought "WOW she really cums hard, I've never seen her orgasm" as he just realised in the moment, "I've never made her cum"...
Meg relaxed and the man pulled the long penis out of her pussy. Greg could see the shiney veiny hard cock plastered in fresh joy juice from his wife's cunt. "No Daddy!" She cried to protest its withdrawal.
"Roll over and sit that ass up in the air." Again the good little slut did as she was instructed. She smiled eagerly and quickly rolled to her right and put both knees on the edge of their bed. Her swollen red breasts hung down swaying between her elbows. She had her knees spread wide and Greg could see her red dilated cunt. And truth be known he longed to get in there just to even smell what her orgasm is like in the room. Her slick brown anus and dark red abused labia were stark contrast to the pale white skin of her ass.
Greg thought as he watched his wife on her hands and knees offering her bottom to a naked man in his bedroom that he really had no idea who he was married to. She was a slutty whore being fucked and used like a piece of fuck meat. Greg realised at this point he's become aroused. This was better than any Internet porn that he watched when his wife was at work. And here she was, a real whore, just like the inet porn girls he rubbed and wanked his little dick over. And this sickened and turned him on in equal measure!
The naked man started spanking Greg's wife with his bare hands. He slapped each ass cheek with a loud resounding slap and heard several moans from his wife. Her ass cheeks shook and jiggled, turning dark red. Then the man slapped between his wife's legs directly on her labia again. Meg spread her knees further apart and shrieked "Oh daddy! Spank it like you fucking own it!" The naked man obliged, raising his right hand high above his head bringing it down to her ass cheeks with a loud smack again and again and again and again repeatedly before she finally broke and placed her hand on her swollen spanked red pussy lips finding her clitoris, deeply rubbing it back and forth with long soft strokes. Greg could see she was enjoying her spanking. She moaned from each slap on her offered ass and rubbed her clot harder with shorter strokes, "HARDERRRRR" she screamed.
The naked man turned and Greg almost jumped out of his skin. He thought to hide but decided to not move and hopefully not be seen. He needn't have worried however the man simply strutted out of the bedroom with his big dick bouncing proudly in front of him. He returned a short few seconds later with lube which evoked the response from Meg, "I've been good! Daddy are you gonna fill up baby's asshole?" The man told her to hold open her ass and Meg needed no further instruction as she reached back, placing her chest onto their bed and spread the cheeks of her ass to widen her brown sphincter.
Her friend took two fingers drippin with lube and smeared her asshole until it was thick full of lube, she moaned as the greased fingers slowly entered her ass all the way to the knuckle, finger fucking her anus for at least two minutes. At one point the man rested his fingers inside her ass and rubbed her clitoris with his other hand making her cum in short quick waves repeatedly (not the heaving she's had already but less powerful orgasms, she must be getting tired now Greg thought to himself, as he looked on and she started to wiggle her ass as the guy made her cum again. It wasn't as intense as her last orgasm but Greg could clearly see his wife enjoy the fingers inside her asshole and the fingers expertly flicking across the top of her swollen clitoris. Once more he filled his fist with grease and then stroked his cock which was already wet from Gregs wives stretched and used cheating pussy.
GREG LEARNS PART 2
The man in Greg's bedroom pointed his greasy cock at his wife's light brown asshole and pushed the tip inside. The tip popped up into her anus and Meg flinched briefly before she settled back into position. Over the next few mins he slowly drove his entire length inside her willing rectum as she became more and more comfortable with it in her ass, Greg was impressed by how patient the guy had been to not split his wife in two while filling her ass up, Greg had been allowed there once but didn't have the composure to even get the tip in, so he blew his one chance, but here he is watching a master cocksman at work inside what was to his mind his wife virgin asshole.
Greg started thinking about how willing his wife was acting to this lewd and debaucherous behaviour.
Being on her knees, Forcing this guy's cock inside her throat, putting her knees in the air and letting him spank and ram her vagina and now how she is positioning her anus at the perfect height and angle to allow his penis complete entry. And how she had incredible orgasms from being spanked and told degrading, humiliating things. Just what kind of filthy slut had he married?
As he looked back through the window the fucking was getting faster by now. Greg watched his wife from their side lane. There she was on her hands and knees on their bed. Moaning and grunting as her rectum was used. White van man was pushing in and pulling it out while she held onto the bed, gritting her teeth. He heard her say "um umm ummmmmmm please daddy. Please Baby's ass. Please? " again her friend slapped her. His right hand slapped her right ass cheek as it jiggled and rolled while driving his hard slippery big bull cock between her ass cheeks.
She seemed to like the beating of her body during intercourse. Greg noticed that his wife called her friend 'Daddy' and herself 'Baby' and if she asked 'please' she would then be spanked. Shortly after the spanking would begin she would orgasm. Also being called degrading names excited her to orgasm. Greg was learning a great deal on this morning.
Greg watched his wife's friend powerfully slam fuck her asshole and then her pussy again before changing back and fourth over the next hour or so. The slapping noise from the man's sweaty abdomen and thighs slamming into his wife's bent over big ass and thighs could be heard outside his house. Greg couldn't believe how much dick she could take and at such force as her bull shouted, "I'm going to cum soon slut. Your ass is so tight! You are such a nasty little whore, bending over letting me use your asshole to cum in. I want you to cum for me again cunt!"
Next he started hitting Megs ass again, as she put her hands to her nipples taking them in her fists and pulled them outward as he erratically slapped her ass and swapped at will from her gaping asshole to her stretched out pussy momentarily and back again.
She cried in a little girl's voice "pleeeeasee, baby's being good. Oh fuck, I can't do it, oh Daddy! It's so big in all of Baby's little holes. Oh Daddy ummmmmmffffuck I'm cumming cummmmmmung cummm cccc cccccuammmmm!" Greg watched his wife's friend slam in and arch his muscular back while pumping her full of his sperm.
They stopped moving for a second as the man's ejaculation started as he built up speed and depth for the final few thrusts, Greg could imagine that cock jerking and spewing inside his wife's butthole like a hose at the gas station.
The man finally pulled back and slid out of her ass. Both of them beathing hard and sweating. He pushed His little cum slut on her side and then pulled her over to the edge of the bed. He took hold of her head and pulled it up to his penis which was all sticky with his cum, her ass and pussy juice and lube they used, She opened her mouth and sucked eagerly the messy monster of a cock presented to her, cleaning it of all her funk. Meg held his warm balls with both hands and sucked hard on the tip of the long champion cock.
Greg realized they were finished "making love" and would soon discover him standing outside his home watching though the windows. He walked to the garage and got the battery booster. He heard water running and thought they must be in the shower as he walked off his property and back to his car.
He made it to work three and a half hours late, his boxers sodden with pre cum which the hot receptionist could smell as she told him his mother had called three times leaving messages.
That night, when he returned home, late after making up the time at work and running errands for his mother Meg met him with a warm and long open mouthed and sensual embrace, on a normal night of she's done this he might have tried his luck.
Greg watched his wife closely. She was very nice to him and seemed very happy and comfortable. He noticed that when he was talking to her in the kitchen she appeared totally normal. But when Greg left the room he stayed just past the doorway to watch, she acted completely different. She widened her stance and sighed. He saw her tenderly place her hands on her breasts and rock her head back, she whispered "shit why can't he fuck me like my champion bull does!"
Meg turned from the livingroom where Greg was hiding. She slowly walked toward their bedroom "I'll be in the bathroom Greg!" She yelled. as he went into the kitchen and heard the shower running again.
He started making his and her lunch for the following day before doing the dishes and cleaning down the counter tops and taking the bins out to the side of the house where he had watched this ordeal all morning. He was thinking about the secrets he had discovered, and it didn't feel like she was planning to leave him. He went over the uncomfortable aspects of divorcing her and concluded that he would do his best to erase everything he learned today. Just act like it never happened. These were secrets he wasn't meant to know so he would do his best to un-know them.
Greg heard the water turn off and asked Meaghan loudly "so how was your day?" He then crept down the hall to the bathroom. The bathroom door was cracked open, "Oh my ducking god" answered "what a rough day I had!"
Greg silently spied through the crack and saw his wife standing in front of the mirror with her back toward the door. He could see the blue broken capillaries on her ass cheeks and her large breasts in the mirror. She was putting Aloe Vera in her palms and rubbing her asscheeks, breasts and crotch with the skin soother.
"I started out again today on a nice big juicy project that I hadn't had time to get to this last couple of weeks and with the back log, I had one thing after another thrown at me. No sooner than I'd get used to one problem then I'd get slapped with another then spanked with a different big issue." This was not her normal work conversation. She patted her shaved pussy and continued "I was thinking at one point I've bitten office than I can chew, but Greg you would have been so proud, I was able to take it all. In the end I got everything I wanted and it was well worth the all fuss and effort, I might be on for an employee of the month award if I keep this up, but right now there seems to be no end to work on this one, could take months to sort through!"
She turned slowly feeling worn and abused like a real fuck slut, turned around and picked up her robe. Greg got a glimpse of her bare swollen pussy before scurrying back to inspect the already clean counter tops as she followed sorely into the kitchen with her robe belted tightly implying no sex for Greg tonight and it's probably not the time to ask anyway he thought as she approached him and gave him a kiss on the cheek "I'm glad things are back to normal-" kissing him lightly on the cheek "-for now at least"... "And will you make sure to book that car in for a service and don't forget to put the booster pack in the boot or you'll be calling work like you did last week cos you'll have broken down again looking helpless on the side of the road" (little does she know)
"I'm going to bed. Don't wake me. I'm exhausted" she said before leaving
Greg alone once more with his thoughts
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