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MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG--Part 3

Date: 2/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Pregnant, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

parents and Jennie’s mom who were thrilled—absolutely thrilled—to become grandparents. They lived nearby so we went to visit personally that first weekend after the pregnancy was confirmed. I thought I’d be crushed by my mother-in-law’s hug. Jennie’s pregnancy was uneventful until fate intervened. It was a beautiful August day with the temperature in the low eighties and moderate humidity. We had opened all the windows the night before. We had air conditioning, but only in our bedroom and we rarely used it unless the temperature was in the nineties or the weather was extremely humid. I was at work just after lunch when my cell rang. “TIM! TIM!” Jennie was screaming and panting at the same time. I could tell that something terrible had happened. I was afraid—terrified that something had happened to harm her and our baby. “Jennie, are you okay?” “Come home, Tim…Simon forced his way in and tried to hurt me.” “Where was Heidi?” “It was my fault. I had just put her out when the doorbell rang.” She went on, telling me how Alcott had grabbed her, ripped her blouse and pushed her into the house screaming about how she was to blame for all his troubles. “Where is he now?” “On the floor, Tim—he’s bleeding badly. Heidi ran right through the screen door and bit his arm. She went for his neck when he fell.” “Jennie! I’m on my way. I’ll call 911. Just stay there. I’ll be there soon.” Ending the call I raced for the door. “Claire…a man forced his way into the house. I need to go. I’ll call ... you later.” I was in the elevator going down seconds later. It’s hard to make a call when you’re running full out, but I managed to connect with 9-1-1 before I reached the car. Giving my name and address I told them that police and an ambulance were needed and that I was en route. Then I ended the call to concentrate on driving home at an insane speed. The police were already there when I pulled up to the curb. An officer stopped me, or tried to, as I ran through the open door. Jennie ran to me still in her destroyed blouse and shorts. “Oh, Tim, I’ve been so scared.” We held each other for several minutes before I led her to the couch. Heidi sat calmly next to us, even as Simon Alcott bled badly onto the carpet. I held her jaw with one hand and stroked her head with the other. “Good girl, Heidi. You saved Jennie.” I hugged her and there were tears in my eyes when I let her go. “That’s a vicious dog you have there, Mister.” “You’ve got to be kidding. She’s a well-trained guard dog and that asshole is the reason she’s here. She’s no threat to anyone unless they threaten either Jennie or me.” “Where’d you get her?” “KKK. Karl Kline—the same place you get your dogs.” The EMT’s rushed in--kneeling in the ever-growing pool of Simon Alcott’s blood as they began to treat him for his wounds. He was gone minutes later. “Now that we’re alone can you tell me why your so-called “well-trained” dog attacked an innocent visitor to your home?” “I wasn’t aware that they allowed blind people on ...