EroticReverie

Brant

I could tell that Abigail was unsure of what to say or do. I could tell what just happened scared her, and was making her feel guilty. I felt it too. What are you supposed to do though, when you fall in love with someone, and then not until years later after raising a child together, you find someone that makes you feel the way you're supposed to feel. I loved Celia. I still do. I care about her even though my actions would seem to prove otherwise. But, do you stay with the person you promised your love to, even when you found true love with someone else , just for the sake of not hurting them? Wouldnt it be worse to stay and pretend that I was in love with her, lying to her for the rest of our lives? She deserved better than that. She deserved to find someone who made her feel the way that Abigail has made me feel. 

We were together for almost two decades. And if life was a movie, or perfect, we'd have stayed married for several more. But life happens. Abigail happened. And the life I thought I could promise to her, didn't exist anymore. I couldn't stop thinking about Abigail. I couldn't stop loving her, even though I tried to.

I told myself it was man's mid life crisis, that I was a prick who just wanted a young womans attention. A bastard who was sticking his dick in a teenager for no other reason than she was hot and I wanted her. I told myself this was why I'd started persuing her. But there was always something there. I was fucking enamored by her. Our age difference was something I'd felt disgusted with myself for at first. But, nothing mattered. Nothing but Abigail. So my wife, our age difference, the fact she was dating my son, none of it stopped me. It couldn't. 

Walking into the house, I see she's already swept the glass from the shattered window into a pile along with shattered clay flower pot that helped make the mess. We stand in the kitchen, the cold air blowing through the hole in the window, looking down at the pile. 

I look to her and see tears starting to fill her eyes again, so I reach out my hand and take hers, making her look up at me as I pull her towards me gently. Once she's close , I slip my arms around her, bringing her tight to me, letting her rest her head on my chest and rest my chin on her head. 

"I love you." I tell her, and listen to her sniffle. 

"I love you too." she replies, her voice tiny and small, trying to hold back more tears. 

"You feel guilty too." I say. 

She nods into my chest. 

Her hands are on my back, her fingers pressing into my skin and she grabs onto me. 

"Don't leave me." she says. 

Immediately I pull back, and bring my hands to her face. 

"Hey....hey" I say again when she doesnt look up. Her wet lashes lifting the second time as tears slip down her cheeks. 

"I'm not going anywhere. We're here. We're doing this. Damn the consequences, and broken windows and smashed flower pots. I don't care what happens, or how angry she gets, how angry Brett gets. I love you. I love you so much. You have no idea how much I love you." I say and she shakes with a tiny sob. 

"I heard her...I heard her say she still loves you." she says. 

"I don't care." I say. "It sounds heartless, but I don't. She'll love me, and I'll love her, cause she's the mother of my child, no matter the fact he's a little bastard. But I'm not IN love with her Abigail. And it sounds terrible, but I dont know if I ever really was. I thought I was. But when you and I...when we started this...it made me question everything with her. And i realized I loved her. But not like this...not the way I love you. I won't lie and say I don't love her. Because I do. I care about her and what happens to her. Celia is a good woman. She didnt deserve what I did to her. But...you...you are....you're everything." I tell her honestly. 

she sniffs and nods. 

"I know. I don't want you to hate her...I get it. I just...I knew this all had to happen. Eventually..I just...for some reason didn't expect it to happen...like that....and I was an idiot to think she wouldnt be as mad as she was." she says. 

I lift her face and kiss her mouth. 

"I didnt expect it like that either...but...I guess, at least that hurdle is gone. She knows now." I say and she nods. 

"When are we going to tell Brett?" she asks. 

I shrug. "I dont know...I dont know when a good time is...well...theres never going to be a good time. But...I dont think days before Christmas is the best. Or after. I don't know." I say. 

She nods. "Me either." 

"He probably won't even care." she says and I huff slightly. 

"You know...that kid..." I shake my head. "You may be right." 

We stand there, holding each other in silence after that, her head on my chest, and my mouth, pressing soft kisses to the top of her head now and again. 

"I gotta cover up this window." I say as I pull back.

"I'll help you." she says and I smile. 

"You just sit down, relax." I tell her and she rolls her eyes making me smile. 

"Do as I say" I say narrowing my eyes playfully and then wink. 

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I throw on a shirt, then go out to the shed, finding a thick tarp to use for now, until I can get to the hardware store to get the glass and framing to repair the window. I duct tape the tarp across the frame of the window, and seal it off as tightly as I can. 

I walk into the living room where Abigail sits on the couch and I stand in the frame of the entry, leaning against it as I look at her as she unpackages the set of christmas ornaments I bought for the tree. 

She must feel me staring because she looks up.

It's like we're magnetic. The chemistry always there, always increasing everytime we lay eyes on one another. You'd think the shit that just happened would make the desire take a back seat for a bit. But I'm fucking crazy about her, and I know she is for me. 

She sets the box of ornaments on the coffee table and then stands , not taking her eyes off me, and that's when I know, there's a good fucking chance that damn tree is never going to get decorated, because we can't keep our damn hands to ourselves long enough. 

I turn slightly , leaning my back to the frame of the entry as she steps up to me, looking up at me as her hands come to my pants. My nostrils flare and I inhale as she unbuttons them, slowly sliding down my zipper and without a word , she pushes my pants opens, pushing them down just enough to take out my dick that's already half hard just from the way she looks at me. 

My eyes close for the briefest moment when her hand wraps around my dick and starts to gently stroke me, instantly getting me harder, and harder. 

She takes a slight step back and then lowers herself to her knees, and I exhale looking down at her, my hand going to the side of her face, my fingers slipping back into her hair and I gently pull her forward. 

She opens her mouth and I push my dick gently past her lips and they wrap around me and I let out another sigh as her perfect mouth starts to wet my cock as she sucks me slowly. 

I say nothing as I watch her, her perfect mouth taking a bit more each time she slips her mouth down, her lips gliding along my length and her tongue moving against my shaft as she sucks a bit harder. 

My other hand lifts into her hair and I lean my head back as I close my eyes and feel her warm wet mouth take every inch I give her as I thrust gently, pulling her head softly into me. 

My dick is in her throat, and I hold it there, groaning quietly as I keep my eyes closed, and gently pull out just a bit, before thrusting back into her throat again. 

"Abigail" I groan when she takes it without gagging, when my gentle thrusts and slow moments allow her to deep throat me perfectly. 

"Babe...fuck" I mutter and then lift my head and look down, her nose is at my pelvis, pushing against against, with my cock in her mouth and my balls on her chin. 

"Jesus christ , it's all in your mouth" I groan and her eyes flick up to me. 

"you good?" I ask and she nods with my cock in her mouth. 

"fuck" I groan and slowly thrust again, out and then back in. 

"God, you take it in your throat so good Abigail" I say and grip her hair. 

"Can I go faster?" I ask and she nods again, moaning only my cock and I watch  her eyes water as I move faster, feeling her throat tighten slightly as she gags just a bit. I slow down. Give her time, and then go a bit faster again. 

"Fuck" I groan when she takes it easily, my head goes back and I groan loudly as I fight the urge to go faster. It felt so fucking good having her mouth take every inch, having all of it inside her throat and mouth at once. 

"God damn" I groan and thrust a bit faster and she moans, gagging and I lift my head and look down at her. 

"Tap me twice if you need me to stop." I tell her and she only moans as I keep going, thrusting and testing out just how fast I can without triggering her gag reflex. I groan each time it's triggered though, and groan even louder when she never taps me to stop.  I slow down with each gag though, sliding out just enough for her take her breaths around my cock , before I slide back in. 

"Rub your pussy baby" I tell her and she moans, her hand dropping from my thigh and then down between her legs, into her leggings and rubbing herself as she sucks me off. 

"I want you to make us both cum Abigail." I groan. 

She moans and her mouth moves of it's own will faster, and I groan as she chokes herself on my cock.

"fuck baby" I grunt as I watch her arm move as she rubs herself quickly, her mouth sucking and slurping obscenely as she whimper and makes the hottest fucking noises with my cock inside her mouth. 

"make us cum baby." I say looking down at her eager hand moving in her leggings and she whimpers, the sounds muffled coming from her perfect mouth against my cock. 

"Jerk me off into your mouth. " I groan. 

Her mouth pops from my cock and her free hand grabs it, and she strokes my cock as she looks up at me, her mouth a god damn mess of saliva and I groan, holding back my load at just the site of her on her knees like this. 

"I love you so much" she moans and her mouth sucks the head of my cock, her tongue going wild against her, then her lips brushing over the head and she moans against my dick. "and i love this fucking cock" she says and her tongue flicks the tip and she writhes on her knees, whimpering as she works herself towards her own orgasm. 

"I love sucking it" she moans. 

"I love you fucking my mouth and my throat" she says and slaps my cock on her tongue as she moans looking up at me. 

I grit my teeth. My jaw clenching. 

"Make me cum in that sexy mouth" I tell her as I slip my hand behind her head and bring her mouth closer, and I groan, unable to hold back a second longer, and cum directly into her mouth, my load shooting out and I grip her hair as I let out a long drawn out curse as I finish on her tongue. 

"fuck!" I grunt and then the second Im done cumming, I lean down, pulling her hair back and kissing her as I reach down, and push my hand into her pants as she still kneels , her own hands slips away and she moans into my mouth as I rub her clit. 

I taste myself in her mouth, but could care less. I need to kiss the mouth that always made me cum so fucking hard. 

"You suck cock like such a good fucking girl" I groan into her mouth. 

"Always making me cum so fucking hard for you baby" I bite her lip and she bucks her hips against my hand and I slide my hand down furhter, leaning over her as I still pull her hair back. 

"You're so fucking sexy" I whisper against her mouth. 

"so god damn pretty" I kiss her hard and slide a finger up into her and she moans loudly into my mouth. 

"that what you want?" I groan into her mouth. 

"yes" she pants. 

I rub my thumb over her clit as my finger fucks her , then another, two of them, then three and she groans into my mouth. 

"yes!" she breathes as I shove my three fingers hard inside her and she squeals and I slide them out and pull her up and then push her to the wall and work those three fingers back in, my thumb on her clit as my free hand lifts her shirt and my mouth goes to her breast, sucking her nipple into my mouth and she cries out. 

She cums as I suck and bite on her nipple, my thumb pushing over her throbbing clit and her climax coming from the fingers inside her. She floods over my hand, and I feel the release soak her and her pants too. 

"fuck yes" I growl and then slide my hands out, turn her around and then yank down her pants, groaning that I can't just snap my fucking fingers and remove them, unable to get her naked fast enough, my dick solid and ready for more of her. 

Her legs are trembling , but I grab her hips and sink my cock up into her. She gasps and curses as I thrust hard and fast. Her hands to the wall, her ass out just enough for me to angle it right and get nice and deep inside of her. 

"how ...do you feel...so..fucking...GOOD" I speak the words between my vicious thrusts, unable to fuck her deep enough, craving to bury my dick, and all of myself inside of her. 

"god, your pussy is so fucking good Abigail" I growl into her ear. 

"best god damn cunt" I say and thrust harder and she screams out, her nails scratch fucking paint off the wall as I keep fucking her. 

"i'm gonna put a ring on your fucking finger" I tell her. 

"i'm gonna own this fucking pussy baby....and you're gonna own this fucking cock...i want that shit legal Abigail...I want everyone knowing you belong to me" I tell her and she pants my name. 

I feel her cumming again and I groan, busting inside of her, my cum taking off, and blasting deep in her cunt as I thrust hard into her, jerking my hips to bury it so fucking far inside her. 

We're both a mess of moans and groans, noises of pleasure and heavy breathing as our bodies sag into the wall, me leaning over her, panting and then dipping my mouth to her neck, kissing her as I breathe hard. 

"I'm gonna marry the fuck out of you" I groan and bite her earlobe gently and she moans with a little slight laugh. 

"What makes you think i'd say yes?" she teases and I slap her hip and she yelps. 

"I'm not fucking asking. You're mine. "I growl in her ear. 

She laughs and moans as she breathes heavy still along with me and I kiss her neck again and then her jaw. She turns her head. 

"You will ask" she tells me. 

I groan into her mouth, our tongue moving as we kiss. 

"You know I will. I'm just a fucking animal right now, and your pussy is too damn good." I tell her and she laughs.

"Just so you know." she says and she kisses me, her ass pushing back into me. 

"I'd say yes." she says and I smile, and so does she as our lips continue to move over each others, our tongue teasing as she keeps wiggling her ass with my cock still inside of her. 

"Ask me now" she moans. 

"Like this?" I ask, stunned for a moment. 

She nods, her eyes looking at me. 

"I don't have a ring yet." I say. 

"don't care." she says and I smile and go to slide out of her. 

"don't you dare" she moans, her hand reaching back and grabbing my hip as she pushes back onto me. 

"Ask me with your cock inside of me Brant" she says. 

I reach my hand up, grabbing her face, turning it a bit more, and bringing my eyes to hers. I push against her, burying myself inside of her and watch her mouth part on a gentle gasp. 

"I want to spend everday of the rest of my life with you Abigail.." I say , and thrust again gently, but pushing hard up against her and watching her gasp again, her eyes fluttering and then looking back at me. 

"I want to laugh with you...fight with you....fuck you...make love to you...cry with you...live my fucking life till the very fucking end with you." I tell her and she moans. 

I bring my mouth my to hers and speak softly against her lips. 

"I want you as my wife Abigail....will you marry me?" I ask and she smiles, her eyelids heavy and looking at me like she's in a dream. 

"yes." she answers.