12-02-2022, 10:53 PM
Then I heard the loud closing of the door of another room and then it all struck me.
Why am I cuddling him? How long should I keep doing this? Should I ask permission and then get dressed and leave? Or shall I wait till he decides what to do? This was afternoon time, the usual napping time during my weekends. How long can I rest here? But the longer I stayed the more chances of getting into trouble.
My mind went into the usual overthinking mode and I didn't notice that he was also phased out for some reason.
"I usually don't do this." he proclaimed loudly, stopping my train of thoughts. I looked over at him, but he was still staring at the ceiling. He started telling me the same things I thought about an hour ago. Maybe after the semen drained from his brain, he started thinking clearly. Like most men.
He was talking in a monotone about his life. He was working in the sales department so he constantly moved around. His marriage was practically dead, but they were still together so the kids did not suffer the taboo of divorce. They haven't had sex for close to five years. He has a son of 13 years and a daughter of 17 years. I later heard that this was the most common tactic used by cheating husbands to evoke sympathy from unsuspecting women.
'Oh, fuck you!' my mind screamed. Not only did he use my body to dump his cum into but now he wants me as a cheap therapist for the next hour or so? Also, why mention his daughter's age? She wasn't really much younger than me. I don't want to make this thing even more awkward by thinking I've been fucked by someone my father's age.
I didn't know how to stop him but my subconscious had already decided. My hands automatically reached for his dick and started stroking him. He immediately stopped droning as the brain in his penis overtook the one in his head. He kissed my head once more and I kept stroking him.
Why am I cuddling him? How long should I keep doing this? Should I ask permission and then get dressed and leave? Or shall I wait till he decides what to do? This was afternoon time, the usual napping time during my weekends. How long can I rest here? But the longer I stayed the more chances of getting into trouble.
My mind went into the usual overthinking mode and I didn't notice that he was also phased out for some reason.
"I usually don't do this." he proclaimed loudly, stopping my train of thoughts. I looked over at him, but he was still staring at the ceiling. He started telling me the same things I thought about an hour ago. Maybe after the semen drained from his brain, he started thinking clearly. Like most men.
He was talking in a monotone about his life. He was working in the sales department so he constantly moved around. His marriage was practically dead, but they were still together so the kids did not suffer the taboo of divorce. They haven't had sex for close to five years. He has a son of 13 years and a daughter of 17 years. I later heard that this was the most common tactic used by cheating husbands to evoke sympathy from unsuspecting women.
'Oh, fuck you!' my mind screamed. Not only did he use my body to dump his cum into but now he wants me as a cheap therapist for the next hour or so? Also, why mention his daughter's age? She wasn't really much younger than me. I don't want to make this thing even more awkward by thinking I've been fucked by someone my father's age.
I didn't know how to stop him but my subconscious had already decided. My hands automatically reached for his dick and started stroking him. He immediately stopped droning as the brain in his penis overtook the one in his head. He kissed my head once more and I kept stroking him.
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