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I didn’t know if it was the pickles or what, but her pussy just was not that interesting.
Also, her loud and ear-piercing screeches were making it very difficult for me to concentrate.
Anytime I got even a little close to coming, she would emit an ear-splitting wail and I’d have to start all over again.
Finally, we’d been going at it for some time, and I was close, goddamn close, and I squeezed my eyes shut just as Makayla let out another shriek, and shit I was going to have to start all over again, when suddenly. . .
Out of the goddamn blue, a vision of how my wife had looked that morning popped into my head.
Lily-Mae’s generous ass filling out those worn boy shorts, the way she had been bending over the counter looking for her toothbrush.
Just the memory of seeing those few little inches of her curvy ass peeking out was enough for heat to blaze up my spine and I erupted into Makayla.
Well, now that was embarrassing and infuriating.
Finally able to have sex with Makayla and then I couldn’t even come without thinking of my wife.
What thehell.
Afterwards, we went out for drinks, but Makayla chose such a crowded place that I wasn’t able to get home until late.
The house was quiet and dark and I went and checked on the kids, sleeping soundly in their beds. I could hear Julius’ loud snores coming from the basement apartment, so I knew he was doing fine.
I hadn’t even had any dinner, so I grabbed a few cold slices of Lily’s homemade pizza before walking up the stairs.
With a sigh of relief, I slipped into bed beside my wife, too exhausted to shower.
I’d do that in the morning.
Lily-Mae smelled just right as I snuggled in close with an arm around her waist.
Strawberries and cream, clean fresh soap.
I hadn’t realized how many revolting smells there were in the world.
Frankly, the thought of doing the whole thing again was rather exhausting.
Tomorrow, I thought sleepily, snuggling in next to my wife.
Tomorrow I would shake myself off and try to re-evaluate what exactly I was doing here, because that hadn’t been remotely as satisfying as I had imagined.
Frankly, it hadn’t been exciting at all.
CHAPTER 6
Lily-Mae
Iwoke up with Harley’s arm wrapped tightly around me and his face buried in my hair.
For a second I didn’t remember, and I only sighed with comforting pleasure, leaning back into his arms as his sleeping boner jabbed me in the back.
Then I woke up fully and I remembered.
My husband was bored and we were in an open marriage now.
And he had gotten home late last night.
I looked over at Harley’s fingers, checking for his wedding band.
