41. Jason

He fixed his eyes on her, but when her gaze met his, he noticed the way she looked away, like a scared little chicken. The warmth of her skin on his, Jason could slowly feel his scrotum slowly getting prepared for what it perceived. 

"Why the heck was she rubbing her legs on him? Why did she stop?" He kept thinking but then his head wasn't in the right spot as his scrotum seemed to be doing all the thinking. 

He lost his appetite for food, he was craving something worth more. After all it was their wedding night, it wasn't wrong or was it? 

It wouldn't be the first time, he would have to get laid with a stranger, and he, after spending so much time with her, he didn't looked at her like a stranger anymore, to him she was his wife.

And that thought struck him, he remembered he needed to make her fall. As he kept staring at her without blinking, or afraid she would notice, he made funny