In my mid to late thirties, I realized my so-called dotting young wife Tabitha was cheating on me with several men, and the baby she was carrying was not mine. She said she stepped out because I was too busy with work and going back to school. I then realized it was all a farce to show her parents that she could settle down, raise a family, and be a good person. It was all bullshit.
Disgruntled and disgusted, I spent my time working to save money to escape from her and this crazy co-inhabitation. It was rough during a recession, and we already had two children.
I got my form of payback one night when I came home from work one time and didn't even realize people would be over, much to my dismay, and to make matters worse, it was a bunch of dudes trying to fuck her. Well, they could have her. I had decided, at that point, that we needed to draw up papers. It was either that or finding a weapon, and we would all be on the news, but I didn't want to go out like that.
They drank and smoked until several of them passed out, and I wasn't sure where the dotting crazy wife disappeared to. Well, fuck her.
I had a nightcap and sulked in my room, trying to get some sleep for the next day to work on getting our lives separated which wasn't easy on a meager budget. It was hot, and I needed a shower to relax. In a one-bathroom ranch home, I was interrupted a few times by drunk partygoers knocking on the door. "Go outside by the tree!" I sneered, upset.
I undressed and had the shower on hot and steamy as I scrubbed my six-foot frame, medium complexion, decent build, with a size 13 shoe and 11-inch penis body until I heard more knocking on the door. Damn it, these people were going to piss me off, and I'd have to kill someone.
As I had just started, I stepped out and heard a familiar voice squeaking through the door. It sounded like my cunning wife's friend Nikki, who stayed with us from time to time. Nikki was a slim white girl with plush lips, strawberry blonde hair, and a nice slim petite body with perky tits. I always admired her despite I knew her through my ratchet wife, and I knew her ex. They had a few kids together, and she came to us to help them escape their issues.
Both of these women had issues, so I related to her ex as both of us were going through it with ratchet marriages, we surmised.
Nikki, though, was always a favorite of mine, she was cool peeps even though she had some issues to work through. She was a kind person and I felt she got into the relationship with her ex with good intentions and truly loved each other at one point before it went south and couldn't find a way to end it. When I had met her he was cursing her out and she was crying. It was very toxic and I could relate to that side of it. But Nikki was always a cutie with a lovely smile and I would constantly tease her when she was over by rubbing my crotch on her ass in tight spaces or simply patting and caressing her nice apple bottom. She never resisted or told her friend, so I continued touching her when I could. Hell, my wife was touching who knows who.
By this time, Nikki was already flirting and messing around with black guys and females to shed her good-girl entrapment with her ex.
So, it was still a surprise when I peeked out the door, and low and behold, Nikki was grinding her body against the wall, holding her crotch, wearing only a t-shirt and panties. My mouth dropped as she gasped, "God, I really have to pee!"
Lord knows what she had been up to all night at the party, but I knew she liked to drink and smoke plus more, so she was probably telling the truth. She was high as hell and didn't give a shit at the moment besides draining her fluids.
I wrapped the towel around me as I cracked the door. "I will for you. Lock the door behind you. I don't need anyone else stumbling in here!"
"Fuck, I'm sorry. I'm about to pee on myself!"
I shook my head and returned to the shower, dropping my towel as she stumbled in. She locked the door, yanked down her g-strings, and flopped down on the toilet. She moaned a long guttural sound as the hard torrent hit the bowl, and she gushed for seemingly ever. I peeked out, amused, as she had her thighs wide open and her head cocked to the side. I knew she was three sheets to the wind. Go figure.
I couldn't help but be hard as a rock as I looked her over half nude and nearby. Fuck, I started to stroke quietly in the hot water as I almost brought myself to climax. I had to stop as the water began splashing, which may reveal myself. She was taking forever.
Instead, I heard her grunt and start to snore on the damn toilet.
For real?
I peeked out, 'Nikki!'
Her head rocked to the side, and she grunted again.
'Nikki!' I wasn't trying to be loud. But this bitch wasn't moving.
I reached out, tapped her shoulder, and dropped my voice, "Nikki! Get the fuck up!"
At that, her head jerked up, she yelped something incoherent, and she stood quickly, stumbling forward into the wall as I looked in shock before she flipped around and fell ass-first through the shower curtain and into me!
I had to grab her torso quickly before she got a good wack on the tile as she flipped forward.
I had my hand on the back of her head and my other gripping her waist as my dick punched her nose. She gasped as she finally woke up with a healthy water flow on her face.
Swallowing shower water, she grunted, spitting it out, upset, "Damn, what the fuck?!"
I lifted her beside me, still inspecting her head as she looked around, bewildered to where she was. As she pushed up, I felt her ass push against my now more enlarged dick as she got herself together.
"Are you okay, girl? Damn, what the fuck is right you falling in here like that!"
She looked at me bewildered, "I did what? Why don't I remember anything?"
I caressed her head, "Are you sure you're okay? You got a good whop on the head. I tried to catch you quickly! I believe I saved you as much as I could!!"
"I fell into the shower?" She was really out of it as she looked around dumbfounded.
"Yes! Right after you pissed! Don't you remember?" I shook my head as I rolled my thumbs over her temples.
