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Subject: {ASSM} Nope. (MF, flash, 300 words)
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Nope.

by parthenogenesis


One afternoon, my wife called to say that she was working late and
wouldn't be home for dinner.  We both often work long hours, so I
didn't give it a second thought.

By the time she came home, about 11:30, I'd settled into an easy chair
with a novel.  I rose when she entered, and the instant I leaned
toward her for a welcome-home peck, I smelled it on her.  My wife?
Unfaithful after twenty years of marriage?

Before I could say anything, my cock went straight up.  I kissed her,
hard, and kneaded her breast roughly.  At first she tried to pull
away.  Then she said, "Nmf!" and pressed her pelvis against mine.

I steered her to the bedroom, where I tore off first her clothes and
then mine.  When I reached between her legs, I found that she was not
just wet:  she was sloppy.  Seeing that no further lubrication was
needed, I piled in.

With a cock of steel, I withdrew and went deep, setting a steady and
relentless rhythm.  Presently, a flush spread up my wife's chest, her
breath rate increased, and her calves snaked around my
thighs--something new to me.

I pounded her even harder, moving my hips from side to side, until I
slammed into her one final time and came so hard my vision faded.  Her
eyes opened wide and she began to scream.  Her heels beat a tattoo on
the backs of my knees and her fists pounded the mattress--something
else new to me.

I stayed inside of her while she went through her aftershocks, then
rolled to the side, lay flat on my back, and stared at the ceiling.

After some minutes of silence, my wife spoke.  "I guess I didn't get
away with it, did I?" she said.

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