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The Unexpected WelcomeThis follows on from my two previous stories, so if you haven’t already done so you might want to read them first.The Unexpected WelcomeI walked through the front door and shouted out the normal homecoming welcome “Hi Honey, I’m home”, trying to act as normal as possible so as not to betray the fact that I had just had the best sex of my life with Sam and Jackie.Sharon came running out of the kitchen, wearing a nice red miniskirt and a tight t-shirt, threw her arms around me and gave me a big kiss “I missed you last night, did you have a good time?” “Not bad thanks, crap food, too much to drink and 10 minutes with Alan talking about my career prospects, but all in all I had a laugh”.I was offered a coffee, which I accepted, and excused myself to get changed. When I came back down stairs, Sharon was sitting on the sofa with two mugs of coffee in front of her. She beckoned me to join her, and asked for the gossip from the night. “There’s not much to tell to be honest. Dave and Helen were all over each other again in the club”. “Surely the management must know about them by now?” Sharon asked “I don’t think they do. Chris and Danny were out of their heads, and made right fools of themselves, and that’s about it”.“Did you get off with anyone?” The question caught me by surprise and I answered a bit too quickly “No of course not…….I had a dance with one of the new girls, Sam, but that is as far as it went”. “You sure?” she said, smiling “Yeah, and you don’t need to worry, I heard she’s a lezzy anyway”, and I laughed it off.Sharon was being very nice to me, nicer than she had been for sometime, and I wondered why, but didn’t say anything. I’m sure I would find out in due course. “So what did you do last night – had the party boys around I suppose” “Yeah”, she said, “That’s right, and once I’d done them all, I popped over to my mum and dads for dinner. I ended up sakarya escort having a few glasses of wine so I stayed the night and only got back about an hour ago”. “How are they”, I asked, not really caring about the answer – I didn’t really get on with her dad, he was an arrogant SOB, and I think he thought I wasn’t good enough for his little princess.After a while of mindless chatting about what her parents had been up to, what she’d done at work and other dross, my mind had wandered slightly, thinking about how great breakfast had been that very morning “Am I boring you?” I heard…snapping back to the present. “Sorry, just a bit tired; I didn’t get to bed until about 4 this morning”.“Too tired for this then” she said, glancing down in to her lap. I followed her gaze. Her short skirt had ridden up her thighs just enough to expose a very neatly trimmed mound of blonde pubic hair. “I told you I’d missed you………..do you fancy some of this?” she asked, patting her pussy gently. “Fucking hell Sharon, you’re a horny little bugger this morning!” I knelt on the floor in front of her and gently pulled her knees apart. She laid back, “I don’t want you to forget why you come home to me. Get your tongue in there”. I wasn’t going to pass on this opportunity. I may have cum 4 times in the past 12 hours, but I was up for more.I gently parted her pussy lips and started to work around her clit, nibbling her lips, and breathing in her sweet scent. “You taste good babe” I muttered before pushing my tongue into her hole as far as it would go. I must have spent a good 10 minutes working that pussy with my fingers, tongue and lips until I started to feel her tension growing. I slipped three fingers in to her, finger fucking her whilst my tongue worked on her clit. Her breath came in short gasps, and her hands pulled my head in to her pussy. Her orgasm hit with a loud scream, as she twitched adapazarı escort under the relentless teasing of my fingers and tongue. After a few moments I stopped to let her calm down, and took the opportunity to take my clothes off. As I did, Sharon lifted her t-short over her head, and unclasped her bra, releasing her well formed 36C tits. She cupped them, and tweaked her nipples between her fingertips. “Do you wanna fuck me?” she asked, acting all innocently. “Dumb question”.As she lay back on the sofa, I held my knob at the entrance to her pussy, again teasing her lips and clit, enjoying seeing her squirm in delight. “Put it in me, please” she begged, so I slowly slid my full length into her, and started to rock backwards and forwards on my knees. The previous nights escapades had the effect of allowing me to last longer than I probably ever have done, and I managed to fuck Sharon in at least three different positions, before laying her flat on her back on the floor, her legs over my shoulders, allowing me to fuck her deep and hard. It felt great, and for a moment I felt guilt at what I had done with Sam and Jackie, but that was soon overtaken by a desire to shoot my load, which I did, deep in her belly, before collapsing on top of her in a sweaty heap.I rolled to one side, and Sharon then did something she’d never done before. She took my cock in her mouth and set about cleaning it of our combined juices. She’d only ever given me a pre-fuck BJ before. I wondered if there might be a lingering taste of Jackie and Sam on my cock, despite the fact that I’d had a shower, but I doubt there was. When done, she cuddled up to me “Fuck, that was great…..perhaps I’ll have to send you away for a night more often”. I didn’t respond, just hugged her to me, thinking that I’d got the girl back that I had before we married. We got dressed and then made some lunch together. It sakarya escort bayan was when we sat down to eat, that I found out what this was all about.“Dad was talking about their next summer holiday last night”, I mumbled an acknowledgment with a mouthful of food. “They are buying a caravan, and are going to the west coast of France in August. John’s going (her older brother) and they’ll be there for our 1st Anniversary”. Where is this going I thought to myself. “They want us go with them, and I’ve said yes”. Boom, there it was, all of this welcome home, missed you bull-shit was to try and butter me up for this. “No fucking way! I don’t want to spend my first wedding anniversary with your parents in a bloody caravan”. “Why not?” she blurted back at me “For one, with your parents and brother there, we certainly wont be able to fuck like we did half and hour ago will we?”“All you ever think about is sex. You don’t want k**s, you don’t want to be part of my family….what do you want Ricky?” I was tempted to ask for a divorce there and then, but I tried to calm the situation down, and failed totally. “I want a wife that discusses such decisions with her husband before making them, and I want the girl back that I dated before we got married, you know the beautiful, sexy, fun one that appeared when I walked through the door this morning. And in any case, I doubt I can have the holiday then, you know how it works with school holidays and the fact that I had 3 weeks off for our wedding last year. Why didn’t you wait to ask me before saying yes?”“So I’ve changed have I? Bull-shit, you need to grow up Ricky, life isn’t all about fucking you know”. “Only when you want something then, I suppose” I said, throwing petrol on to the fire.A full blown, full hand slap around the face was her response to that, and an hour long argument followed, which ended in her storming out of the house and getting in her car. I received a phone call 3 hours later. She was at her parents, and would stay there for the night. No apology, no acknowledgment that she was in the wrong, nothing. It wasn’t quite as good an ending to the day as the beginning had been.
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