Unholy Cravings-a Sinful Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 391 - チャプター 400

some perfume and lipstick different from what Dolores used and put just a trace of each on the collar of my suit coat. The object was to make Dolores think I was out fooling around on her and have her confront me. I wanted her to confront me and then I would bring out her affair. She would know that I knew and had done nothing about it and that would give her a false sense of security and that is what I wanted to happen. She had to think that she had nothing to fear from me.It took five weeks, but confront me she did. I came home late one night and found her waiting up for me."Hi sweetie, I thought you would be in bed.""I waited up for you Robert because we need to talk.""Can't it wait until the morning? I'm pretty beat and I need to get to bed.""No, it can't wait. There are some things that I want explained. Your late nights, strange perfume on your clothes, a lipstick color that I don't use on your shirt collar and this" and she pushed the receipt for the pendant across the tab

That night I found out how thin the line between love and hate can be. In the time it took me to listen to that afternoon's tape I went from worshiping the ground that Helen walked on to wanting to put my hands around her throat and squeezing until she turned purple and died. But prison did not appeal to me (I had been there and done that and did not want to do it again) so I forced myself to put on a calm front while I figured out what to do about the situation.The rage had to go somewhere and where it went was into the head of my dick. When I got in bed with Helen that night I just grabbed her and took her. No foreplay, no hugs, no kisses, just slam it into her and fuck. I wanted to hurt her; I wanted to punish her and somehow my cock understood that. I couldn't cum! My cock wouldn't let me. I stayed hard and slammed it into Helen. Ten, fifteen, twenty minutes went by and I kept pounding into her. She was yelling, crying, moaning and holding onto me so tight that I couldn't have go

"You expect me to believe that shit after what I've listened to you saying on those tapes?""It is true Bobby, honest to God. What I said I had to say to keep Jamie happy and I had to keep him happy because he was blackmailing me.""Over what?""I got drunk at a party one night and a guy took advantage of me and Jamie took a picture of it. He threatened to show it to you unless I let him make love to me."Bullshit Helen. You could have told me about it and I would have been a little pissed, but we could have worked it out.""I didn't think we could because more than one guy took advantage of me that night, it was three of them, and in Jamie's photos it looks like I'm willing. I wasn't, I swear to God I wasn't, but from the angles Jamie shot from it looks like I was having a good time. I wasn't Bobby, please honey, you have to believe me."I didn't believe her, not for one fucking minute, but part of my plan for the cheating bitch depended on her trying to convince me that she loved me

She's Just Doing Her JobEnjoy..******Everybody has bad days, but when I have one it seems to go on forever. I was sitting on the side of the road with a flat on the right rear and when I opened the truck I found the spare flat too. I picked up my cell phone to call Triple A for roadside assistance and found that I was in a dead spot and couldn't connect to anything. That left me with two options - walk up the road or walk down the road. No real choice there. I could see my destination sitting on top of a hill about a mile and a half away and going the other way would be a five-mile walk to reach a phone. I grabbed my bag and set out for Charlie's place.As I trudged up the hill I thought, for at least the twentieth time, that I really didn't want to be there. I would much rather have been in my own home with my wife all to myself rather than having to share her with thirty or forty other people, especially since she had been gone almost a week. Arrington, Ari for short, was the Exe

Jenny's Tape: The camera man got into the act.Enjoy..*****I hadn't always wanted to see my wife with another man. In fact it was only after ten years of marriage that I started to think about it. As I suspect the case may be with other wife watchers the idea came about as the result of the chance reading of a magazine.My wife and I were at a New Years party at the home of a friend and during the course of the evening I had occasion to use the bathroom. Next to the commode was a basket with some magazines so I pick up one to glance through while I took care of my business. I was idly thumbing through it when some bold faced type caught my eye - "Husband Watches Wife Take On All Cummers." I read the story and it was about a man who got off on watching his wife fuck other men. My first thought was, "What kind of man would watch his wife do something like that?" Not only that, but what kind of woman would go along with it? I put the magazine down, finished my business and got back to