Lately he hasn’t been very interested. Playing games on his phone behind my back when I think we’re really connecting, seeing Other Sue six times in a week, not trying to spend extra time with me.
Weeks go by, he hasn’t fucked me. He’s tired from fucking others, he’s tired from work, he’s annoyed with me in general. I decide to be a good girl though and not say a word, stay silent and let him work it out.
Middle of the day, I’m leading a meeting at work when a text comes through. “Be here in 20 minutes if you want to get fucked. If you can’t make it, you’ll have to wait two weeks before I’ll even consider it.”
I claim a family emergency and race out the door. I hit every light, every slow moving car. I’m near tears as the minutes tick by.
24 minutes after I received his text, I’m racing in the door and up the stairs. 25 minutes, I’m on my knees, still dressed, his dick in my mouth.
“You were late Sue. You must not have wanted it bad enough.”
I mumble my defense without pulling his dick out.
“Ssh, baby, it doesn’t matter. I called Other Sue over, she’ll be here in a second.”
I slip my mouth off him and just use my hand, then say “will you fuck us both then?”
“You can help, but there have to be consequences for being late. For not trying hard enough, not wanting it enough. I can’t fuck you Sue, you need repercussions.” The words sting. He careesses my face.
I nod and put his dick back into my mouth. I suck him until Sue arrives, as she undresses, as she lays down next to him.
He gently grabs the side of my head and pulls me between Sue’s legs. He smashes my face into her. I hate vagina. I lick and love her.
He speaks softly, but I hear him clearly as he gives instructions… “Baby, don’t forget to thank her for taking care of me in all the ways you can’t…”
