I don’t think I’ve ever actually had a week alone from my wife. Since the day she moved in with me when we were dating, except for nights I got called in to work, I’ve been next to her in bed every night. This was gonna be a huge deal. A week all to my self. What do you want for breakfast? Whatever the fuck I want. What do you want to do today? Whatever the fuck I want. What do you want to watch on tv? Who the fuck cares? For once there wasn’t a wrong answer. No “I don’t know, what do you want?”, followed by, “I don’t really want that”. No indecision. What I want, goes. Or, at least that’s what I thought.
Everything was going smoothly. “You checked your bags?” “Yes.” “Charger?” “Yes.” “Pillow?” “Yes, I got everything.” “Ok, ok. You’re mom’s on her way?” “Should be here any second. Stop worrying.”… I wasn’t worried. I just didn’t want them to turn around. “I’m not worried. I just want to make sure you enjoy yourself.”… I just wanted to minimize the number of calls. The doorbell rang. My eyebrows scrunched up. “I guess this is it. You’re gonna leave me all by myself.” In fucking bliss. “How am I going to survive.” “You’ll be fine. I love you.” “Love you more.” “No, you don’t.” “Get out of here.” A bag strapped to each shoulder, she leaned in for a kiss. “Muah, love you. Have fun.” I hugged her tight and opened the door. Her mom smiled and wave. “Ready to get on the road.” “Yeah, the sooner we go the sooner we get there.” I walked them out to the car and helped load up her bags. She sat in the passenger seat and her mom started back down the driveway. I waved them both goodbye and as they turned the corner on the street I let out a sigh of relief. “Finally. All alone.”
I headed back inside, closing the door behind me. I lifted both arms over my head in praise to some almighty power that gave me this gift. “All… mine.” I walked over to the couch, picked up the remote from the coffee table, and fell backwards, collapsing into the couch and sinking down to a good slouch. Click. The tv turned on, the menu of streaming icons appeared on the roku screen. “What to watch?” I flipped through the pages and settled on Prime. Surfing my way through the app I found my favorite genre. Horror. I never get to watch horror. I flipped through the movies one by one, looking for something I might recognize. Insidious, Zombieland, The Exorcist… The Conjuring: the Devil Made Me Do It. That’s the one my friend recommended. Just as I was about to press the play button the door bell rang again. “Fuck. I knew she’d forget something.” I set the remote down beside me on the couch and frowned as I pushed myself up. “I’m coming, baby.”
“Alright, what did you forget?”, I said as I pulled the door open. “Oh! You’re uh, not my wife.” “No sir, I’m not. I’m sorry to bother you. I work for Nutrolite.” A young woman with blue eyes in glasses, a light blue tennis shirt with a nutrolite logo, and kakis and white converse all stars stood in front of me. She looked a lot like the ATT girl, especially in the top area, if you know what I mean. “I’d like to introduced you to our new pre-workout energy drinks!” “Do I know you?” “I don’t think so, sir. I’m Sally, pleased to meet you.” “Jared, pleasure’s all mine. Look, I’m not really the working out type.” “Well, there’s all sorts of reasons to drink our product. Even just before you do yard work. They’re only 10 calories per bottle. Full of electrolytes, which are great for you when you’re working up a sweat. And they taste really good. Here, try one!” She thrust a blue bottle up in front of my face. “We’re so sure you’ll like it, the first one is on us!”
I lowered an eyebrow in skepticism as I grabbed the bottle and inspected it, turning it over in my hand. I cracked open the blue plastic cap and took a swig. “Hmm… tastes like skittles.” “Good, huh? Have some more. It’s good for you.” I brought the bottle to my lips again, gulping down some more. “That is pretty good… so how much is this snake oil.” “If you buy 30 now, they’re just 89 cents a bottle. I take credit card.” “27 bucks…hmm.” “You’re good at math, aren’t you?” “I practice with flash cards… this is pretty good. Hmm… Ok, you got yourself a deal… Woo, feeling a little woozy.” “That’s normal. It gets your oxygen going and the blood pumping.” She smiled up at me and held out her clip board. I’ll just need your credit card and if you can, sign right here.”
I grabbed the clipboard with my left and and reached into my back pocket for my wallet with my right. I set the wallet on the clipboard and unfolded it to pull out my card. “Here you go.” I grabbed the pen that was velcro’d to the clip board and signed on the bottom line. I handed the clipboard back and she handed me my card. “Alrighty, dad. I have them in my car around the block. I’ll be back in five minutes.” “Sure thing sweetie.” She turned around, walking down the sidewalk and down the drive.
I mindlessly took another swig and went back inside. “Did she call me dad?”, I said as I started to push the door shut. “Did I call her sweetie?.. wtf?” The door came to a stop before it should, a hand blocking it’s path. My eyes grew heavy, the world began to turn and the floor was now at my head as I stared at the wall. The door opened and a pair of white all star’s and kakis stepped over me as I lay there laying in a growing puddle of Nutrolite energy drink. “Daddy, what are you doing on the floor? Let’s get you out of these wet clothes.” My eyes fell shut.
I started to come too, out of a hazy darkness. What time is it? Did I forget to set my alarm clock. Jesus, I feel like shit. I’m so fucking hard it hurts. It’s so hard to open my eyes. What the hell did I do last night? It feels like I’m rocking in a boat. I groan and try my best to open my eyes. My eyelids crack a little letting in some light. “Daddy!” “Alice, what the fuck did I drink last night? Why are you calling me daddy?” “Daddy, I thought you’d never wake up. I couldn’t take it anymore so I’ve already milked your twice.”
“What the fuck?!” I suddenly snapped out of it, pushing my eyes open and trying to crawl back up to the headboard of my bed. I couldn’t move and my hands were restrained on either side of my head. I was being straddled, hands on my chest. A short red plaid school girl skirt covering half her thighs, and a tight button down blouse, tied up in the front cupped her tits. Her face came into focus. “Sally?… what the fuck are you doing.”
“Oh, Daddy, you’re so silly. I’m milking you.” She thrust forward, grinding down hard on my cock. “You signed the contract. You’re my daddy now and I own you and all of your cum.” “What are you talking about?”, I said in a panic. “Oh, you probably don’t remember.” She didn’t stop rocking back and forth on me. “That’s because I drugged you. Rufies and viagra, Daddy. It really gets the oxygen going and the blood pumping.” She squeezed down tight on my cock as she rocked forward.” “Ooooh oh uh fuuuuck.” I can’t deny how amazing her cunt felt pulling on my cock. “This isn’t real.” “It’s very real daddy. And I’m going to milk Daddy’s cock all week long until Alice comes back. And by then, you’ll be so addicted to your baby Sally’s holes, you’re going cheat on her with me every chance you get.” “You’re fucking insane.” “Haha, we’ll see, Daddy, won’t we?” She squeezed down on my cock again, leaning down against my chest. She pressed her lips against mine and stuck her tongue in my mouth as she started to twerk. Almost instantly, I started to cum. I moaned as she sucked on my tongue.
She bit my lip between her teeth and lower lip as she pulled away. Sitting up on top of me she patted my chest. “It’s ok if you fight it, Daddy. I like that. I’ll still get what I want from you.” She rubbed her belly and licked her lips. “Mmmm. You spoil me.”
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