chapter 2

I heard the sounds of his keys before the door opened. I didn't glance up from the stove while preparing the stew. It just needed a few more minutes and it would be done. I already had the table and his beer waiting for him at the table. I heard his heavy footsteps as he walked through the house, making his way into the kitchen.

"Hi honey, how was work?" I asked, without turning around. Before I felt his hands against my back, I felt him. I decided to wear a loose orange dress today since I felt like getting dressed up. Hoping it would make me feel better about myself. The dress only reached my knees and it fit my figure quite well. I wasn't tall nor was I short. I had an average height while my husband stood about two inches above me. My weight has been fluctuating, but I did have some small curves here and there, but nothing too exciting. I could be considered an average-looking woman, maybe even below and average, due to the bags underneath my eyes.

"Tiring, my captain was being my ass. How was your day? The food smells good," he spoke in his deep voice that used to shiver down my spine. He moved his hand up to my shoulders, beginning to massage them. I leaned back into his embrace, letting out a sigh.

"That sucks. I decided to make stew tonight with Hawaiian bread. I didn't do much but paint this morning. Oh, and see my clients," I responded and turn down the heat on the stove.

"That's good baby," he spoke before one of his hands lowered from my shoulders and down toward my left breast. Palming my nipples with the dress. "You look pretty today.

"Thank you." I tilted my neck to the side when he lowered his head and dipped in for a kiss. He kissed my lips before kissing down my neck sensually. I let out a low moan as he sucked on my skin in-between Kisses. I slowly felt his other hand trail down my back, down to my hips before slowly hitching my dress up. I placed one of my hands on top of the one playing with my breast before speaking. "Babe, we're about to eat dinner and the stove is on-"

"Turn it off, I want dessert first, "he said and continued to play with my body. I could feel him getting hard through his uniform. He kissed me some more, and I followed through by turning off the stove. I tried to turn around in his arms, but he stopped me. "No, I want you like this. "With that he said, moved us away from the stove to the counter beside it . I was still facing away from him as he bent me over and fully hiked up my dress, so it sat on my hips.

"Isn't there a rule about disrespecting the uniform or something?" I asked quietly when I heard the sound of his belt unbuckled and his pants unzipping. He then used his hand to rub against my clothed pussy, belting out a laugh.

"That's for the military Rita and if it was, no one's here to watch me fuck my wife," he as I heard him shuffle some more. Sening the irritation in his voice, I chose to keep my lips sealed. He placed his hand away and decided to push my panties to the side instead of taking them off. He then took both his hands and spread my ass cheek wide, causing my eyes to widen. I heard him spit his saliva drip down my ass to my pussy. Then he pushed inside of me without a second thought.

"Humph," I groaned when he hardly settled inside me and just began to thrust. Right away I felt discomfort. "Kenny wait-" I I threw my hand back to slow him down. But he pushed me away. Pushing me down roughly against the counter. He slapped my ass once, twice and thrice as I squirted during the harsh pounding. I had no choice but to take his frustrations as little whimpers left my lips. Groans of satisfaction left my lips as his pelvis met my behind. My ass jiggling seemed to goad him and his grunts became louder. I had to hold on to the counter so as to not hit my head on the cabinet above me.

"Fuck. fuck! Take this dick-uh- " he was thrusting so hard my whole body vibrates. I just wanted it to be done and over with. I didn't think he would last long anyway with the way he was going. Soon enough I was right and he spent himself on me. I breathed a sigh and started to get up before he pulled out, grabbed me, and turned me around himself. Kenny then lifted me onto the counter, pulled my panties down my legs, and shoved himself down without warning.

"Kenny!" I exclaimed in surprise and then shouted again when he pulled down the front of my dress. Nearly ripping the fabric as he exposed my breast to his eyes. He leaned in and closed his mouth on my left breast. And I moan to turn him more, hoping he'll finish faster. I had my legs splayed out on both sides of him with my currently ripped panties hanging from the other side of my legs. My breast and pussy were fully exposed, as if I never had clothes on, to begin with. If this wasn't a sexy image to get him to cum, I wasn't sure what it'd take. Although I wasn't fully turned on and a bit taken aback by his aggressiveness, I had to admit the position was spicy. I caught an image of our reflection in the bowl I had set on the table across from us suddenly, I had no idea what came to my mind.

I paid no mind as Kenny ravished my body and instead took in my appearance. My pretty skin was soaked in sweat. My tits were bouncing free from the confinements of my dress. The current state of my dress was ruffled against my waist as my husband took me roughly. My brown eyes narrowed slightly on myself. Realizing that I look sexy and my lower hips began to tingle. Still using the blow across from us to see myself, I looked down at my husband. Closing my eyes at a sudden onslaught of emotion hit me. I shake my head subtly. No. I opened my eyes again see that instead of my husband inside me, it's was a different man.

I let out a yelp, closing my eyes again to which Kenny takes that as I'm truly into his love fest. So he begins to speed up once more. Going a step further by spearing my legs wider using one of his hands. At this point, my husband is punishing my pussy and I know I'll have to take a soak for a while in the bath tonight. I sigh in defeat and let him take me, knowing any protects will egg him out.

A couple of minutes later, Kenny comes inside of me again, breathing hard. I start to kiss his head as he gathers his breath. Once he does, he starts raining kisses on my chest, telling me he loves me. I tell him the same as he begins to kiss my breast again. This time taking his time and making sure to coat them in his spit. I start to moan for real this time because my breasts are sensitive and love attention.

"You didn't nut," he says and trails his lips lower. I Shaked my head. He nods and slides down between my legs and peppering kisses. Although I don't orgasm that night, I love seeing my Kenny happy.