1. Dragon-in-Law


    Date: 7/18/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Blowjob, Cheating, Cruelty, Erotica, Male / Older Female, Oral Sex, Rape, Author: Ren Dhark, Rating: 79.1, Source: sexstories.com

    slim though. Probably ten kilos less than Jayne. Her eyes were sunken deep into their sockets, and she was trembling slightly. She looked utterly exhausted. We managed to get through Sunday with a minimum of fuss, and Monday I was - thankfully - at work. On my way home though, I wondered if the shock had worn off yet, and whether I would be greeted with Dragon-fire. Well - I'm sure that the Reader is not terribly interested in the details of the following four or five months. Lenore gradually recovered her composure. We did start sniping at each other. But two things, stopped it from turning into all-out war. One was Jayne, who impartially slapped us both down - hard - whenever it seemed to get out of hand. The other was Lenore herself. Something inside her seemed to be broken. It was, as if she tried to summon the Dragon-fire, but could only belch a little smoke. A couple of times, I hinted that it might be time to move on (and - more importantly - out), but the gals closed rank on that one, leaving me fuming. And then two things happened almost simultaneously. My hours were cut to 24 a week, and Jayne was given a new contract at the hospital, requiring her to work longer hours. Short of becoming a regular at the pub, or aimlessly roaming the streets, I was now forced to spend more time at home - with Lenore. Of course, she had sarcastic things to say about my "loafing around the house", while Jayne was "working herself to death". I swallowed it for almost two weeks, ...
    before exploding: "I'm sorry, that neither I - nor Jayne's father - ever managed to live up to your lofty expectations, oh bleed'n Queen of Sheba!" I stalked out. And she didn't speak to me - or even look at me - for two days. Jayne knew that something had happened between us, but was too tired from work to get involved - as long as the cutlery was not yet flying through the air. Over the following five weeks or so, we maintained an uneasy truce. I knew my shot had hit it's mark, because Lenore was uncharacteristically subdued. And then she did the most horrible thing to me.......... It was a Sunday, and we were all going to go to the movies. Jayne was still upstairs, getting ready. Lenore and I were both in the living-room. She was sitting in the armchair - filing her nails - while I was on the sofa, reading the paper. As usual, we pretty much ignored each other. I happened to glance her way, as I turned the page, and it hit me like a sudden blast of hot water in the shower. Lenore was wearing a red and pink dress. I could just see the top of her white bra. Her legs were crossed, and she hadn't noticed that her dress had bunched up - exposing all her thigh. Her tan nylons were being held up by straps. And her legs just looked awesome! Confused, I hid behind the paper, before she could catch me ogling. It wasn't as if I hadn't seen her legs before. Well - I couldn't remember ever seeing them in nylons. Then again, I sure hadn't been looking. So, why now? The answer was obvious. I ...
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