My Dirty Secrets 2.2 - Sex Stories

My Dirty Secrets 2.2

... helped us get inside. After a few feeble attempts to paw at Jules, he was back in the truck and gone.

"What the hell, Liss!" Jules said incredulously. "Free drink night, not fuck a cowboy night," she laughed.

"I didn't fuck him. I threw up on him, or almost on him." I giggled.

I spilled the entire story. We laid on her bed as I went through everything from biting Jake's dick and squeezing his balls to getting sick and him cleaning me up and putting me back together.

"He sounds like a great guy, Liss," Jules cooed.

"Yeah, he really is," I said. "Too bad I am fucking married, Jules!" I said sarcastically.

"Well, yeah, but you had fun."

We both laughed, and Jules clicked the lamp off. She tucked me in and snuggled up to me as we lay there. She was the best. I couldn't imagine life without her. She was a colossal pain in the ass, but she was great. Her body was warm, and I always enjoyed sleeping beside her. Jules put her arm over me and pulled me close. She knew I was always cold when I slept at her house. It wasn't long before I drifted off to relive it all in my still half-drunk dreams.

Tomorrow had its own problems. I wasn't going to stay awake and wait to get sick again. Besides, I was going to have more headaches to deal with than just a hangover when I saw my husband.