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I drive over, my muscle car roaring. I drive her home, gripping the wheel tight. When we get home, I give her a pill and water, taking her to the shower after she takes the Plan B. "I need this to stop." I say, my voice free of accusation but full of pain.
Her husband carries her upstairs and into the shower, making sure she takes everything he tells her to take. Ann feels bad about what happened today...with that black stud. It was incredible, but she also knows it's wrong, and she needs to get past this. As soon as they finish in the shower, she kisses him and apologizes. "I don't know why I did it, hon. I guess I just needed some excitement."
I get in the shower with you. "I know. But I can't do it anymore." I kiss you tenderly, pouring love. Again, there's no blame. "I haven't expressed the pain this causes me before, but I'm working on communicating me feelings and needs better."
She kisses him back, her hands running through his wet hair. "I love you so much," she whispers. "And I want to make this right. For us." She looks into his eyes, hoping he can see the sincerity in hers. "No more black men... just me and you from now on."
I kiss her harder. "Thank you." I smile, and she sees how much she means to me in my eyes.
Ann kisses him back with all the love she has inside of her. She'll do everything in her power to make this work between them, to be the best wife she can possibly be... and to keep those black men out of their lives for good. "I promise," she whispers against his lips.
I grow hard; my cock is larger than any of the men she'd cheated on me with. I thrust into you, taking you hard but lovingly.
She moans loudly as her husband takes her roughly, his large cock stretching her in ways she never imagined possible. This is what they needed; this passionate lovemaking that leaves them both satisfied and closer than ever before. She wraps her legs around him, urging him to go deeper still, determined not only to make up for what she's done but also show him how much he truly means to her.
I kiss you again, fucking you against the shower wall as your feet remain wrapped around me. "I love you, Ann. I just want us to be okay..."
Ann looks up at him with tears in her eyes as he kisses her. She kisses him back just as passionately, her hands clutching at his wet hair. "I love you too," she whispers between kisses. "And we will be... together." She feels their connection growing stronger with every thrust, and she knows that as long as they keep talking and loving each other like this, nothing can tear them apart. Her body arches toward his in a silent plea for more, her orgasm building within her.
I kiss her. "Thank you for listening." I kiss her again. "Thank you for trusting me." And I kiss her harder again. "And thank you for loving me." I pound her against the wall, and we both start to feel our orgasm approaching.
She gasps as he hits her deepest spot over and over again, the sensation leaving her breathless and dizzy with desire. "Love you," she whispers against his neck, her body starting to quake beneath him. "Only you..." Her words trail off into a moan as their orgasms crash over them like waves, each thrust sending sparks through their bodies until they collapse together in a heap on the wet floor of the shower.
Their heartbeats slow, and they catch their breath as they stare up at the streaming water above. "I promise," she whispers again, her hands clutching tightly at his back. "No more... cheating." She looks down between them, seeing not just the damage that had been done to their bodies but also the love and trust that still remains intact. "Just us..."