When we first met I saw her eyes, followed shortly after by her breasts. Two large and larger than a man can handle meaty and big nippled breasts that scream 'hold me, kiss me' and I do just that by grabbing one with my hand and rubbing her nipple between my fingers which I know she likes. With the barest of stimulation to her breasts Jean goes from settling into a grinding against me back and forth. We haven't had sex like this since the New Year mostly due to a lot of young people running around our place and Jean's apprehension to let people in the house hear her tonight seems to be a different Jean as she continues her hard grind.
"Oh God you fill me so fucking good, give me that good dick husband. I want that good dick," Jean moans a little louder than normal.
I pinch her nipple and the grinding stops as she shifts her hips and begins slamming herself down onto me hard and deep. I feel good and pull Jean closer to me so that I can suck on her nipple which immediately has her moaning louder and slam her hips down onto me hard and fast. I feel warm and familiar but something is off for me and even though she's moaning I feel like one of us is holding back, it's too late to change up anything right now as I feel her tighten on me and one final slam downward as my loving wife reaches her peak and collapses on top of me. Jean is panting for breath and after a few moments rolls off top of me and that is when I get to spring into action. She doesn't realize what I'm doing with pillows but when I roll her onto her stomach with her ass in the air she starts to protest, well weakly protest.
"Neal no, I'll wake everyone in the house," my wife groans as I rub my penis against her womanhood.
"Well then honey I suggest you use that damn pillow and bite down," I reply smiling.
She got me riled up and I don't feel like waiting to have my turn but I give her a chance to grab the pillow under her head as I slam down into her waiting pussy. She's so much tighter like this and I waste no time giving her the pounding she deserves. Jean is hot and wet while almost screaming into the pillow and as my hips make a slapping sound against her meaty ass. Taking her hard like this has her clamping down on me as I'm going for broke when my own orgasm takes over and I grunt hard and hear what sounds like a crying scream from Jean as I ensure that no part of her insides are without a bit of me covering them. I give us a minute before pulling out of my loving wife and flopping down onto the bed to relax. I hear her giggle to herself at something that has to be amusing and I smile as she finally rolls to her side to look at me after pulling her hair out of her face.
"Okay so we can't do this all the time but after what you probably did tonight I needed to get me some super manly husband," Jean tells me with a big smile.
"I didn't do anything big tonight honey," I tell her, it's a lie but I need to lie.
"Like when my ex was coming around after we started dating and he was acting like a creep then all of a sudden he's in the hospital with two broken feet and matching broken hands," Jean says moving over me," And you were perfectly fine with a few of your friends and your son at the time of the incident."
"I had nothing to do with your ex," another lie but again, need to.
"And you don't think that the first time I let you into my bed was right after that is a coincidence," Jean tells me and now I'm a bit surprised," You protected me. I knew I liked a man who can take care of me, that means all of me and besides it's not like I wanted his creepy ass around anyway."
She figured out a bit about me, never thought anyone would but if anyone should it's her. I'm not sure how to fully handle that but considering it puts her in a good mood, a really good mood, I let it go and we settle in for sleep. Next morning Guy is sitting at the table with the rest of the family but my boy is a zombie, barely moving and while he is attempting to eat he's throwing up fast and hard. His girls get him settled in and I sit in a chair in his room watching him for a while as he sleeps. Imelda pulls me away after an hour and tells me that they have something on Romeo. I tell her that her people can handle it and return to my boy, this will pass.
Hector: 2 days later
Fucking Romeo didn't get any real jail time and everyone was so distracted because Guy was being railroaded for bullshit charges that nobody even noticed. Now he's fucking up MY friend's life for about six months when we finally get some good news. That little Japanese friend of Guy's just got us a location on where Romeo is living. Gated fucking community and his parents have cameras on the house. I knew he had money, we all did but this is impossible for us to do the way we want to. Carlos is taking things slowly and while that's good I am done waiting to catch up to little Romeo, over a year worth of waiting. Yeah I let Guy handle shit for me but you stab someone they gonna come find you and so here I am in nice clothing, very preppy shirt and tie with slacks glasses, walking through his neighborhood heading towards his house. It's not difficult to find and I can see that someone is home with him, probably his Mom or Dad. I knock on the door and wait and when a woman answers I have to channel my educated white boy.
"Good Afternoon Mrs. Salazar, my name is Jamie, I went to school with your son last year and when I found out he lived in the neighborhood I had to stop by to visit. Is he
home," I ask, being very polite.
"Of course, Romeo hasn't had a lot of friends come over since last year," Mrs. Salazar tells me showing me inside," He's in his room probably working on college projects. After all that pain he went through nobody would speak with him so he decided to do school online."
I nod and listen as she shows me to his room and when she introduces me I can honestly say this is a tough moment for me.
"Romeo, your friend Jamie from high school is here to see you," She says, letting me in and as we lock eyes I get a good look at him.
Romeo was a very preppy and pretty boy when I met him over a year ago but now he looks beaten, and not the physical way I'd like. His hair is longer but not combed like he would have when he was screwing Marta. His clothing isn't all nice and clean and he's got plenty of facial hair. Biggest thing is my arm, I know something happened with it but I never fully found out what.
"Ummm, Hi Jamie," He knows who I am but is hoping I'll play it off," Mom can we catch up alone please."
I watch his Moms leave and close the door leaving us alone. He's scared of me but something else is going on.
"He told you to kill me," Romeo asks and I shrug.
"That's up to you," I replied calmly and relaxed.
"Can I say my piece first," he asks and I shrug before leaning against the closed door," First off I wanted to go to jail. I begged that fucker who got me last year to let me go to jail but he said no."
"We both know who did what Romeo," I snap and he holds his hands up.
"No I don't, and if I did I would say I don't. I fucked around and I got fucked up for it, look at this," He tells me showing me his arm and I see a messy scar below his wrist," He gave me death by Coyote or cut my hand off. I begged that Russian fucker to let me go to jail, I would have confessed but he said no. I've been afraid that since I didn't go to jail he'd come find me and now you're here."
"You didn't leave him alone," I tell him, taking out my switchblade, it's an old toy.
"I didn't have a choice. This guy Taylor calls me up last year and starts going on about how we should work together to fuck Guy's life up but I don't want that and turn him down," He tells me and I snap.
I rush him and grab his hand placing it on the desk and when I go to pin it with the switchblade I see Romeo's face, he's scared but it's like he's okay with me cutting him. I stop and I figure there is an explanation involved.
"You got some sort of death wish," I spit at him and he looked beaten.
"You could kill me but honestly I'd rather it be you than Guy," Romeo tells me and I have to stop.