She was still holding me. Her body is changing and a bump is clearly growing. Sex I thought she was telling me to sleep on the couch. I’m committed. “Really?”
“Of course,” I said before asking, “Why didn’t you stop me that night?”
“I tried. Emily and I have one of the strongest relationships I know. I chalked it up to having just brushed her teeth. You have everything I own to support you. Maybe we were out of practice. You fucked me thinking I was my mom. At the same time, I wrapped my left hand around her and reached for her breasts. She reached back and held my hips trying to slow everything down. But I wanted to make it up to Emily and was feeling ambitious. We haven’t had many intimate moments lately. I stepped closer and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into a hug. But it felt nice and turned my semi into a full hard-on. Her wetness coated my fingers. I don’t have any kids, but Emily had a daughter when she was 20. “What. I thought she was telling me to sleep on the couch. It makes me feel like I made a mistake marrying you, ” Emily said before storming out our bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
