Her body went tight.
He moved his hand faster.
"Oh!" she gulped. "Oh - oh - oh - oh shit!"
And so he fucked her harder with his fingers, devouring her sweet pussy and minutes slipped into an hour and he was fucking her, slow and fast then slower, then hard, he fucked like a sledgehammer and stroked his cock in out of her like playing violin and she kissed him, ripe plump lips on his mouth.
When he passed out, unable to move, beside her in the bed, his mind spinning but his body spent she took his cock in her hand. She cackled as he pulled at it. Sitting up she was thinner, stronger and he no longer trusted his sense. Young and plump was more mature and eager and her fingers worked his balls until they moved to his ass and she decided, what the fuck, why not, or maybe she didn't just decide then, maybe it was what she always did after coking her cunt and as she worked his ass with her finger she sucked his cock and he was hard again and this time she was on top.
And she stopped.
She just sat there, her cunt gripping his dick, her fingers teasing his nippled, her mouth the smile of that evil cat whatever the fuck it was, he couldn't think of the name right then.
She fucked him a while then he fucked her. Back and forth. He never came, he just fucked her, his heart pounding in his chest, his ears ringing, his head throbbing.
I should go, he said.
Okay, she allowed.
he dressed and then undressed to pee for what felt like an hour in short blasts and then he left.
Why hadn't he driven, he wondered walking to his car.
4:17 the truck told him. He was in and he wasn't going home because he wasn't ready. He had a plan, he had thoughts and he had a fucking erection.
he sat in the gym parking lot. It was open, it was always open, but he was in jeans and flip flops and so he figured, rather than get thrown out of the gym for swimming laps naked he would go home.
But he didn't make it home. He made it across the parking lot where he bought a dozen donuts from the donut store that just opened and took his donuts next door into the only kind of store that was open 24 hours. only in Texas do they put the adult boutique next to the donut store.
he knew precisely what he needed because it made sense now, two options, hers to chose. He would help her out. he supported either. She could leave if she wanted, maybe that was what she always wanted. But she could stay too. She needed to do things differently but she could stay. He bought the strap on, a three-pack of threesome DVD's, a book on lesbian sex and finally he went home.
he found her in bed. he was excited. She was awake, just pretending to be asleep. He tossed his presants on the bed, took a donut, peed again, and joined her in bed.
"We have to talk."
"Go away. Where were you? I was fucking scared. I was scared for you. Where did you go? You smell like shit. Like SEX!" she sat up, "And beer! You didn't drive, did you? Jesus! What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Coke, I think, I'm not sure. here. I got you this." he handed her the book. "I dunno, you probably know all this. It's been what, four months. I mean, I knew, I should have known. Danielle, right, shit, she works for you! You could get fired! Anyway, I got you this. You want a donut? They're fresh. So but I also got you these. I mean, really, fingering good... fucking better. You need to step up your game. She's hot, I guess, maybe not, I only saw her from a distance, but she had kind of a pretty face, big tits. So these here. You can look at them when you get a chance. I think it would be better if you stayed. I mean, really, this is going to run its course, have your fun, but I do love you, slut or not, would like you to stay, better for the boys. We are fucking almost 50, the sex, good or bad, is going to go away, probably before we want it to. I pretty much quit drinking you know. Well, I drank tonight. But then the coke, it all just sort of came to me. You can fuck her, it will be good, but you know, if we are going to be married, well, you have to share. If she is no big deal and you just want women, well, we will find one. They are called unicorns. It will be fun. If you want a guy, we can get that too. Like i said, what, we will only really want to have sex a few more years, we can be swingers, you can wear your strap on, fuck some girls. You think about it. Fuck these are good donuts. I need a smoke, you still hide them in the center console?"
Jared left his wife with her porn and the donuts, fished a pack of smokes from her car, and wandered out back. It was chilly in only a T-shirt. It felt good, his face felt really hot. The cigarette was awesome.
"Jay?" she asked, peering out the patio door. "Are you okay?"
"Considering the shit that went on today, fuck yeah, I feel good."
"Maybe we should go to the hospital," she said.
"Your ass looked so hot today!"