After hate fucking Claire, I went down stairs and filled myself a large whiskey and sat down to try to think. With the horniness gone, my mind was once again wrecked with the thoughts of her betrayal. Part of me wanted to just kick her out of the house, but that would be difficult for the kids. I sat thinking for almost an hour, while consuming 4 or 5 large whiskey and eventually I finally decided that there was only one choice.
“Claire” I shouted.
She didn’t reply, but a minute later she entered the room, she was still wearing the same old clothes and her eyes were red from all the crying.
“Sit” I said patting the Sofa beside me. She slowly walked over and sat down, her eyes locked on the floor the entire time. I had only one chance to do this right.
“You hurt me alot” I said. “I never expected this”.
“I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry”.
“Most men would kick you out on your ass, you know that?”
“I know. I understand”. She didn’t look at me but the tears again started to flow.
“You know I cant risk this happening again, I cant go on like before?”
“Please don’t leave me” she looked up at me. Again I felt sympathy for her and had the urge to comfort her, but I fought that feeling. Only one chance I reminded myself.
“I wont leave you, but you need to first agree with what I say. Understand?”
“Yes. I agree to anything” She said.
“Ok. Then first, if I ever catch you cheating again you will be out on your ass. You will let me check your phone whenever I want. You don’t even flirt with any fucking man.”
She nodded her head, so I continued.
“I want you to start cooking more and doing more around the house. I am sick of you lying around on social media all night.”
“I will baby, sorry”. She looked like she was relieved.
“And finally” I continued “as I said before, you will be my whore. You will fuck when I want, how I want”.
Again the distress returned to her face. It was clear when I first said this that she assumed it was out of anger and not real, but now she was starting to realise.
She made no reply.
“Do you fucking understand” I raised my voice.
She nodded her head and I could see how hard she was trying not to cry.
“Ok then” I continued. “I guess that’s sorted. A new begining from today for both of us.”
She smiled.
“So suck my cock now bitch”. Her smile disappeared.
I sat my glass down, then standing up I took my pants off and my shirt then totally naked I sat back down on the sofa.
Claire hadn’t moved and just stared at me. The bitch may have thought when I said she will be my whore that I maybe wanted a fuck once or twice a week, but she would soon realise I meant so much different.
“Suck the cock bitch” I raised my voice.
She looked at me half pleading, then slowly she lowered her head towards my lap and took my again hard 6-inch cock in her mouth. Fuck it felt good.
She had given me blow jobs in the past, but not very frequently. That was going to change.
I placed my hand on her head and started running it through her long blonde hair.
“Thats it whore, suck that cock” I exclaimed as she bobbed up and down on my dick. I had never called her such names during sex before, but she was just going to have to live with it.
“Suck it harder cunt” I commanded and she immediately obeyed. She moved her hand up and down the base of my cock as she sucked it.
“Your sucking has improved,” I told her. I was lying. It seemed just like before. “You must have been getting lots of practice sucking your boyfriends dick you dirty bitch. Oh fuck keep going.”
She let put a whimper, probably of shame, or terror. It turned me on.
I gripped her hair in my hand and started pushing her head up and down on my cock, while at the same time I started trusting up into her, fucking her mouth.
“Oh yeah, your such a nasty cock sucker” I moaned. “Wont be long to you make me cum you cheating cunt”.
My breathing was getting heavier as I trusted up into her and to give the bitch credit, she gagged a few times but kept going.
As I face fucked my crying wife I couldn’t stop thinking about her getting fucked by her boyfriend. When I was not horny, the thought hurt like hell, but when I was horny it was a real turn on, imagining him using her like some cheap slut.
“Here it comes you cheap slut, swallow it all” I commanded. With that, I pushed myself into her as hard as I could, my balls tensed, and then I shot my spunk into her mouth.
“Oh man, take it bitch, eat it you cum hungry whore, that’s it”. I groaned as I pumped my sperm into her mouth.
After I came, I lay back on the chair. Clair let my cock drop from her mouth and she sat back up. I was panting and felt great. She, on the other hand, looked a broken mess. I never felt any guilt this time, I had no sympathy for her.
“Go up to bed and get changed,” I told her. “Try to get some sleep, I will come up soon. Tomorrow will be a busy day.”
She got up and, without even looking at me, left the room. I took out my phone and started ordering some stuff online, and I need to deliver the next day delivery. The next day was going to be fun.
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