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The Plumber's Daughter

Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 88.6, Source: sexstories.com

me to calm down? You brought me here to fuck me.” “That is not entirely true, my Queen, although the thought has crossed my mind. You kiss so nicely.” “Well at least you admit it. And stop calling me your Queen, you have no right to call me that and stop treating me as a child.” “If anyone has a right to call you that, it is me, and you are acting like a spoiled child.” “You think so? Well, I’ll show you! How would you like to be knighted?” Marie: I PICKED UP A GRAIN SHOVEL AND SWUNG IT AT HIM. He moved easily to one side and took it away from me. He then threw it behind him. I never expected that. I tried to punch him but he caught my fist with his right hand before it hit his nose and easily held it there, smiling, damn him! “You really are a little spitfire Marie and honest to God I didn’t touch you?” Even though I planted my feet he pulled me in to him and spun me around so that I was facing the wall. He then crossed my arms across my chest and held me in place, saying, “Would you please stop trying to hit me you’re going to hurt yourself?” “You think so? I’m just getting warned up.” I was getting madder by the second, thinking, ‘Liar, how can you stand here so calmly in the face of irrefutable evidence. You didn’t even flinch,’ I let loose with a string of profanities that could blister paint and still no angry reaction from him. “What a saucy mouth you have, my Queen and I still don’t know what you are talking about aside from the English words.” He let go of me and ... started walking away, “Don’t pick up the shovel again Marie or anything else to hit me with. If you haven’t gotten these mistaken beliefs out of your head yet, you are free to use your hands and feet for all the good it will do you. I’m going to check the answering machine. ” “Good”, I shouted after him picking up the shovel but thinking the better of it and dropping it. He was right, I was acting unreasonably. I really needed to calm down, but I continued anyway, ‘That’s right, run away. I’m right behind you and when we hear the message from your father-in-law you will be shown up for the liar that you are.” I followed him into the kitchen and at this point I was ready to cry. Everything was starting to catch up, the sex club, my divorce; Patrick being a phony. Perhaps I was the one who needed a therapist. I was a wild woman after my divorce and angry. I refused to talk about it with anyone, including my Mom; we used to be so close. I never dealt with it except in the wrong ways. I stood there with my arms folded, trying to keep from crying. I glared at him trying to keep the anger going. We listened to the message together and then he looked up me with those gentle grey eyes and said something I never expected to hear. “Is this what you heard Marie? I’m sorry it upset you. My father-in-law, Sam, was talking about a horse. My wife has passed away and Sam was talking about my wife’s mare. White Cloud is old for a horse and is set in her ways. I won’t leave her alone for any ...