Fidelity Ch 03 - Sex Stories

Fidelity Ch 03

... fun. Feeling naughty, I opened my mouth to swallow his flaccid cock. But Matthew pushed me back. “I need to mark my territory.” “What? ... ggg.” Hot liquid in my mouth cut off my question. I sputtered in shock, closing my mouth and putting up my hands against his hot stream defensively. “Hold still, Laura.” Matthew said, batting away my hands. “I can’t … guh ...” He gagged me again with another rush of hot liquid. I tried standing, but Matthew held me down with one hand on my head. I stopped struggling as he soaked me. He moved the stream down to my chest, wetting my T-shirt then moving all around and ending on my face, in my mouth again. Panting from the shock of it as well as something else, I couldn’t believe he would do something so demeaning to me. Again. In public. And… I couldn’t believe how much it turned me on or how little I struggled against him. Matthew zipped up and walked away without a word. I gathered my wits and followed. When I caught up, he deliberately slowed his pace just to spite me. Justifiably paranoid, I wanted to walk home quickly before anyone I knew caught me, but he had the house keys. I wanted to scream at him, or at myself, but it would draw unwanted attention. I fumed as loudly as I dared, hissing and breathing hard, furious with him. The facts were: I was soaked, freezing, humiliated, furious, impotent, and... very wet. “Thank god for thick fog and deserted streets,” I whispered as he unlocked our door. Matthew didn’t apologize and he ...

... wouldn’t engage me in any argument I tried to start. After a shower, I crawled into bed next to him and stared up at the ceiling, sleeplessly while Matthew slept like the innocent. He was gone when I woke up. Everything seemed different at work. I stared around at my colleagues during a staff meeting. What would they think if they knew? As my gaze wandered over each of them, my spine straightened and chin lifted. I felt perverse pride. Matthew marked me. I was his territory and he would fight for me. He nearly did fight Jimmy that first night and again last night. It felt primitive, but satisfying and really hot. The inherent submissiveness of all this wasn’t lost on me, especially in the office setting where I had all the power. Did anyone else in the meeting have someone in their lives like that? Matthew got home after I did. I apologized sincerely for my infidelity. I didn’t ask for forgiveness, or make excuses, or explain. I simply acknowledged my mistake and admitted my shame and deep sorrow for hurting him. I got stoic silence from him. He didn’t even nod or grunt. He barely blinked. That night in bed as Matthew once again lay sleeping blissfully beside me, I felt cold, alone, and forlorn. --- Without really thinking about it, I wore a skirt and a nice silk blouse on our next sushi night. “Nice skirt,” he said as the bill arrived. I smiled, trying to hide my smug delight. A compliment! Then I saw his disappointment. “But you’re wearing a bra.” “Yeah?” I said. “Take it off.” ...