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WIP: Slut Me Out
🕑 Added 2024-12-14 07:44:44 +0000 UTCa/n: I might be the only person in the world that wants this but… let me cook👹
“A quickie, I have to leave in no less than 20 minutes my love.”
A quickie, it’s always fast these days.
It’s not the minutes, the short amount of time that bothers you. It’s the way your husband eyes have nothing behind them, only the wheels spinning in his head thinking about the pile of work waiting for him once he arrives to his desk and handcuffs himself to it for another 10 hours.
These days Jeno’s always stuck at work for at least half of the day. And while you understand that he wants nothing more than to impress his father, the boss, you also did not expect for married life to be this way.
Sex feels more like a chore as you hike up your nightgown and bend over on the kitchen counter. The cup of coffee he steals a few more sips from sits by your head, folding your forearms to lay there and wait for him to stroke his length to full hardness. He slaps it against your ass a few times, sending shivers up your spine.
Fucking Jeno has always been the best, the size of him alone was enough of a reason to have you crawling back for more after your third date when you caved and hooked up. If he hadn’t worn those damn nut hugging jeans that stretched over his fat girth so beautifully, perhaps you could have resisted. Everything happened fast from there. Another year of dating and the wildest sex you’d ever experienced in your life, falling deeper in love with the man you now call your husband.
Everything was perfect, well, almost perfect.
It’s hard to not feel guilty as you hold back complaints and force a smile on your face everytime Jeno comes home exhausted. He works hard so that you won’t have to, promises you that once his father sees how much work he’s put into the company that the pay off will be so worth it. The family you will raise together will be full of love and enough wealth to ensure you live a comfortable life.
The only real complaint you have is this, squeezing your eyes shut as he pushes the tip of his wide cock inside of your entrance. A wad of spit follows, reaching down to press and rub on your clit. No time for foreplay, no time for riling each other up with soft touches and kisses. It’s only because of the pathetically sad face you make over breakfast that he pities you enough to fuck you before he has to head off and sit in traffic to get to the office all the way downtown while you stay locked away in this huge suburban mansion of a home miserably missing your husband.
It’s never enough even after five minutes of his hips brutally landing against your ass. Biting down on your forearm to stop yourself from letting out that you’re too dry to take all of him like this, even as he spits out another wad to ease his stroke. It’s only after he cums and stills deep inside of you that you can sigh, dropping your forehead on the counter to cool yourself down.
“I promise baby, I’ll get some vacation time next month.” He mumbles against your shoulder. Littering kisses up to the back of your neck before pulling out and snapping your panties back in place. Strong hands smooth down your waist, fixing your gown and helping you stand back up. He wraps around you from behind, pressing his lips to your shoulder. “I love you so much.”
“I love you more.” You whisper, turning to rub your nose against his. Jeno’s eyes thin until they disappear, wrinkling at the corners from smiling.
“Not possible.”
“You better get going, I hear your boss is a real hard ass who hates when you’re late with his coffee order.”
Jeno glares at you, pinching your sides. “You know I do more than run errands for my dad all day, right?”
Yeah yeah. As much as you would love to complain and drag this conversation on, if only to stare at your gorgeous husband for a few minutes long, you know his father will only make his life in hell even hotter. Leading him to the front door, you note the time and cup his face. “Three minutes left.” You pout, squishing your lips out for a kiss.
“My princess, so needy.” Jeno snickers, leaning in to press his lips against yours. Eyelashes fluttering as he hears a ruckus running up the stairs of your porch.
“Hey Mr and Mrs Lee!”
That damn Heeseung, stupid delinquent that moved in next door a couple of weeks ago to watch over his grandparents house for the summer.
Jeno sighs against your mouth, squeezing your scantily clothed figure to his body as he turns to give the kid the dirtiest look he can muster. “What is it now, Heeseung?” He asks through clenched teeth, earning a smack to his chest.
“He means good morning!” You add, embarrassed by your husband’s grumpy attitude. “Oh, what’s that?”
“Looks like the delivery guy got our addresses mixed up again. I’m so sorry but I wasn’t fully awake and had already started opening it before I realized..” Heeseung shyly smiles, holding out a box that’s clearly been ripped open. “I didn’t touch anything though! Promise!”
Jeno’s chest vibrates against yours, holding back a sound of annoyance by kissing your head. He squeezes you again. “Don’t worry about dinner, I’ll pick something up for us on the way home.”
“Okay, drive safe!” You call after him. Lips pulled over your teeth as he turns and slams his shoulder into your young neighbors, nearly knocking him off of his feet.
Heeseung hisses, rubbing his upper arm. “Guess Mr. Lee’s not a morning person.”
“Ah, don’t mind him.” You laugh, eyes going wide as you feel a breeze run across your chest and realize you stepped outside without your robe on. Nervously laughing and folding your arms over your breasts to cover the sheer material of your nightgown. “Thank you so much for bringing this over Heeseung. I’ll have to chat with the delivery service for inconveniencing you.”
“Oh it’s nothing Mrs. Lee.” He grins, messy morning hair falling over his eyes. Handing you the package, he begins to turn away to head back home. “I wouldn’t recommend ordering from Amazon again though.”
“Hmm? Why’s that?”
“They’re over charging you for those cheap toys.” He grins, setting a foot down on your top porch step. “Try Adam & Eve next time, they have some great discounts and you seem to order enough.”
Clutching the opened package to your chest, you gawk at him in disbelief, mouth opening without a response. “I’m just next door too,” Heeseung reaches the bottom of the porch, winking at you. “If you ever get tired of playing with yourself and need help while your husband’s at work.”
To be continued..
Comments
Kayli Murray
omg need that
haeccup
here for itttt
Layla
no no i need this too.
neohazed
ME AND YOU BOTH😩🖤
shiningdery
good because heeseung and jeno drive me so CRAZY lately
neohazed
all I need is one person to back me and I’ll do it🥰🙂↕️👹
shiningdery
oh no i want this too
