The good wife.

He paused just before he backed out of his driveway. The lunch that she made was on the seat beside him. He looked at his house and thought how much he loved his little piece of the world. The house, a detached two car garage, two cars, a dog and a sexy wife that sucks on his dick and then spits his semen out into a glass once every two weeks, usually on a Saturday evening.

It is 7:30 am and the landscapers pull up and wait to get out of their truck. In Ramapo NY there is a town law that forbids the noise generated by lawn equipment until 8:00 am on weekdays, and in case you’re interested, 9:00 am on Saturdays and 10:00 am on Sundays. In 2006 *Money* magazine ranked Ramapo as the 49th best place to live in the United States. The three men sitting shoulder to shoulder in the cab of the truck have their coffee and buttered rolls in hand and talk about how hot it is going to be this afternoon. The cicadas are already screaming. This will tell you it’s late July.

Mrs. Alright texts the foreman that she is in the garage and if he and the boys want their morning specials they best get in there. Like she was a hash slinging waitress in a diner in Milwaukee. Between us, the reason for the morning’s urgency, she’s got a hair appointment.

Winkin’, Blinkin’ and Nod exit the cab and run to the side door of the detached two car garage. Winkin’ enters, Blinkin’ and Nod wait out side. Nod the youngest, starts to pull on a peeling piece of paint on the brick moulding. Mrs. Alright is on her knees and undoes a belt, a metal button, a zipper and extricates Winkin’s penis which has been struggling to get erect within the confines of a pair of Fruit of the Loom briefs. Her drive to succeed has her frenzied, her eyes are rolled back in her head and she’s rubbing her vulva and sucking on the landscaper’s penis at the same time. The penis incidentally is dangerously hard now.

Mrs Alright went to Ball State College in Indiana on a full ride scholarship for track and field. She participated in the pole volt and standing broad jump events. She was a fine specimen of agility and grace with a strong competitive nature. And she had a brutal desire to win at all costs. These are the things, with the exception of the brutal desire to win, that endeared Alisa Rockinghorse to Ethan Alright.

A great white shark, a fierce competitor too, will, as does Alisa Rockinghorse Alright while she’s sucking cock, roll its eyes up into its head to protect them when it engages with prey for the kill. This is because the killing act can be violent and the shark cannot afford to have the nails of a thrashing seal’s flipper blind her. While male great whites do the same I referred to this sharks gender as a female. And a cisgender female at that for more clarification. This is because Mrs Alright is a cisgender female and another reason I mention that she is a cisgender female is because the word is popular today. Let’s move on.

It’s Blinkin’s turn in the barrel as they say. Alisa Alright takes him on in the same manner she used finish off Winkin’. But with Blinkin’ things are a little different. His testicles are ivory prosthetics, today you can only get ivory through black market trade. He had his cis ones removed due to testicular cancer. These ivory balls sans testosterone are no match for Alisa’s brutal desire to win. And to win at all costs. She worked her vulva harder, the penis harder and in this case did it without the semen treat she loved to swallow. She did it in the name of winning.

Nod is a young man of !* years old mowing lawns for a summer job. Alisa will make quick work of him when she is ready. His briefs are wet with some dribbled ejaculate before he enters the hot damp garage. She looks up at the clock Ethan Alright hung on the wall. A clock she gave him for a Fathers Day. They don’t have any children, but lucky him he still got a Fathers Day gift. Ethan, her hardworking but happy husband is about to merge onto the crowded route 17 heading south to his office in New York at this time.

The sperm produced by Ethan’s testicles have flattened heads and two tails. Some even have two heads. I’d tell you they look like Siamese twins under a microscope but then I’d be insulting millions of people in Siam. I’ll say they look like conjoined twins, like the brothers Chang and Eng Bunker of P.T. Barnum side show fame. They fathered 21 children. Kinky. FYI, Sperm is packed with mitochondria.

Unlike my sperm, Ethan’s sperm swim about in circles bumping into each other. That’s why he’s not a father. I could have been a father 4 times in my life, COULD’A. Alisa likes it this way. Maybe these sperms of his are the reason she spits his ejaculations into a glass, nothing tastes worse than errant mitochondria. So I’m told! He thought that his good wife would never do such a thing. Swallow, drink, gargle or mix with morning coffee, the slimy ejaculate of a man.

According to the clock she gave him for Fathers Day Alisa has ten minutes. For Nod, her young premature ejaculator, this female great white will toy with him just as the real ocean going ones have been known to do with baby sea lions off the coast of Africa before they finally finish them off. I thought only humans killed for pleasure. She pulls Nod’s pants to his ankles. He’s got the diamond cutter of a boner you’d expect from a(n) !* year old male. She tells him to get his shirt out of her way. Nod is standing there with his pants at his ankles, a pulsing penis pointing north and holding his shirt up passed his nipples. Winkin’ and Blinkin’ are looking through the side door window. He looks like a school boy waiting for his checkup. Alisa masturbates in from of him and then puts her lips on his penis. It took only this for young Nod to shudder, quake and shake and deliver her the biggest load of Olympic class swimming sperms she will drink for the day. He’s going to Princeton in the fall.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/aye645/the_good_wife