Page 159 of Perfect
This better not be what I think it is.
Alice comes out a few minutes later in a long, puffy coat, and he grabs her aggressively and bends down to kiss her. My bloodstarts to boil as she leans into him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down towards her to deepen the kiss, her hands running through his hair.
Alice isn’t that affectionate.
I start my car and tail them, noting down his license plate. I assume they’re going back to one of their places, but I end up following them down the coast for hours. I don’t know what’s going on here, but I’m starting to get really fucking angry. Her running was one thing, but the fact that she hasn’t come back home to me because she’s too busy whoring herself out is fucking unacceptable.
I wait for them as they stop at a small grocery store, sickened by how casually possessive of my wife this asshole seems, draping his arm around her shoulders as they cross the small parking lot.
I follow them as they head up a hill into a neighborhood with nice houses, passing the driveway they turn down and parking my car out of sight up the road. I whip out my work laptop and link it to my phone’s hotspot to search for the guy’s license plate, and my blood runs cold when the search comes back.
The fucker is a violent offender who went to prison for stalking and assault.
I can’t believe Alice is this fucking stupid, but it’s why she’s always needed me to protect her. She has no idea what she’s gotten herself into, and she needs me to save her.
She probably doesn’t even know what sick fucks like this do to women.
I grab my gun before I sneak down the long driveway, keeping to the shadows. I notice floodlight cameras on every corner of the house, so I stay in the tree line, navigating slowly until I can get a good view of the main room through the enormous windows that make up the side and back of the house.
There’s a pile of gift bags on the dining room table, expensive gifts strewn all over the table, and I can see the two of them talking in the kitchen. When I get closer, I see the stupid bitch is in nothing but strappy, lacy lingerie.
She’s a literal whore.
I watch him look at her, his face focused and predatory, before he aggressively picks her up around the waist. She screams as he hauls her into the living room, throwing her down on the chaise of the couch and undoing his pants quickly. He wraps one of his hands around her throat and shoves into her hard, and she screams again.
I reach for the gun concealed under my shirt, flipping the safety off. He’s going to kill her, and no one treats my dumb whore of a wife like that.
I’ve got my gun cocked and aimed at him when I hear her moaning loudly, and I freeze, focusing on Alice. There must be a window open somewhere, because I can kind of make out what they’re saying if I listen hard enough.
“Yeah? Is this what you want?” I can hear her moan something out that sounds likemore,andhe laughs. “That’s my fucking girl.”
What thefuck?
I still have my gun aimed at him, but I don’t pull the trigger as I watch her run her hands up and down his arms before he grabs her legs and hauls them over his shoulders, slamming into her and making her scream again. I can hear a low, constant stream of words from her, but her voice is quiet enough that I can only make out a few here and there between the sounds he’s making.
“…baby, please…more…I need…there…harder…”
He pushes her knees down towards her face, bending over her and fucking her brutally, and she starts losing her mind, moaning out his name and clawing at his chest.
I feel myself get hard as I watch her arch off the couch, watch her body starting to shake as she comes, and it takes me a second to realize I’veneverseen her like this.
Why haven’t I ever seen her like this?
She pushes him off, and he barks out a sharp laugh, kissing her quickly as he pulls out of her and stands up.
“Fuck, you’re perfect. Come here.” She sits up, and he grips a fist of her hair and shoves his cock so far down her throat that she starts gagging. Shehatesthat, I know that for a fact, so I’m shocked when I hear her moan. My hands tense around my gun as I watch her blow him enthusiastically, watch her whine and drool and look up at him as he comes down her throat, watch as she smiles up at him sweetly afterward.
My gun starts shaking in my hands as I watch my wife give this asshole something I’ve always wanted from her.
Alice is sweet, but she’s a frigid fucking bitch. She’salwayshated sex. The first time I fucked her, she cried like a baby the whole time and didn’t even appreciate how good I was to her. I knew she was a virgin, so I spent months trying to show her what she should do for me, but she’s never done it the way I want her to. She learned quickly to let me fuck her whenever I want, but she’s never been enthusiastic, she’s never wanted to try anything new, and she wants it over with as fast as possible.
I fuck her mouth whenever she owes me an apology, mostly because she hates it so much that she tries everything to get out of it.
I’ve assumed for years that I’d just married someone who needed to be babied, that she couldn’t ever give me what I wanted in bed, and I’d have to pay to get what I wanted occasionally. I don’t want to cheat on her, but she’s forced me into it. It’s always sucked having a wife who can’t please me, no matter how rich or pretty she is.
Apparently, shecanplease me, she just doesn’t fuckingwantto.
I’m her goddamn husband, and she owes me everything I want from her. Instead, she abandoned me after I spent almost a decade taking care of her, and now she’s whoring herself out to a violent criminal.
