Why I Met Your Mother - Chapter Seven - Sex Stories

Why I Met Your Mother - Chapter Seven

... nothing, too distraught to even argue with him about it. "There, all good as new." he dropped the cloth back in the sink and looked her over. He recognised the vacant blank expression on her face, empty of any kind of emotion by now. Not even resignation left there anymore. "Hey. Cheer up,” he said warmly, stepping closer to her. “It's not that bad. Where's that lovely smile hmm?" She looked down and shrugged before looking up again and giving him a watery smile. Anything to just get rid of him. After cumming so soon, he’d surely not have any chance to abuse her any more times before he had to head off to work. He felt unnerved about her vague attitude. Hatred and anger at him was one thing, but this blatant indifference was tinged with danger. Maybe she was now intending on telling Sadie something. He put a hand on her shoulder, trying to scan her eyes for any kind of feeling at all. "It's ok. Everything's going to be ok. I'll find the ring again and you can keep it, ok? I promise you that Kiara." It was all nonsense but he was worried, and it seemed a good idea to offer it as comfort right now. He took a chance and hugged ...

... her before making to leave. She did nothing, standing stock still as he embraced her. “You go and have a nice sleep and get your strength back. Things will seem a lot better afterwards.” He rested warm hands on her shoulders, then leaned to kiss her cheek. "Now I've really got to go to work sweetheart. Will you be all right on your own?" She swallowed hard before nodding her head. He moved to wash his hands under the running tap and shook them dry on the side of the sink. He put his finger under her chin and raised it before he went to leave. "After you’ve slept, if you do go over and see that boy, just remember, respect for yourself ok?" he knew it was inevitable she would go sooner or later, but he was confident he’d done enough damage to make sure it would be a disaster. He hugged her once more briefly before going over to the kitchen door. "Good luck. I love you." he didn’t even wait for an answer but headed back out whistling cheerily. He locked the front door behind him, checking it before strolling happily down the path. Not even the stresses and toil at work on the site could dampen a day that had started like this.