She collapsed on my chest and whispered ‘be quiet, maybe they will go away.’ The damn doorbell rang again, and again, and again. She uttered a pro...anity that she never uses under her breath as she got out of bed and put on a robe. I knew that my cum must be running down her legs as she went to answer the door. You could smell the sex in the air. It was her mother, Anne. She wanted to know if I could go with her to look at a car she was interested in. From the bedroom I heard her tell my wife. When she needed to head off to Australia to do a command performance for an international gathering of heads of state, the doctors put their foot down. Sheldon was in no condition to fly all the way to Australia and turn around to come back within sixty-seven hours. When Cathay begged me to look after her little man, I agreed to stay home with him and Baby Girl.It would be easy, but I hated being parted from my new wife.The phone jarred me awake at three-twenty-four A.M.“Lord Terrance. This is. It was proof of her anger. Anger equaled attention, didn't it? He'd gotten her attention all right. He grimaced."Why do you smile, dog?"She sat in a rattan chair right on the edge of the half-circle. A riding crop lay in her lap, black leather on a pinstriped skirt. Her long legs were crossed, the skin of her throat and face shone pale in the yellow, dancing light. "You want me to whip you some more?" If you wish, Miss," he said, suppressing a wince. "But that wasn't why I had to smile." His. A night time relaxer, not the kind of thing he made for her if they were to make love. Next to it was a small foil packet of Ibuprofen. Shit. He really had just been trying to nurse her, to make her feel better. She had spent all evening groaning in pain at him in a very real discomfort, it was a really bad one this time, and she’d made sure he knew all about it. Second time she’d pissed him off when he was just trying to be nice. She tried the wardrobe door and it slid open, quietly. His.
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