“Then what did you comefor?” Steve said.
Shyla sighed and shook her head. “I shouldhave known better than to believe you were actually going to signthe papers,” she said as she turned and started for the door.
“Hold on, hold on,” Stevesaid. “Bring them over here and I’ll sign them.”
She stopped and looked at him. “Really?”
“Really.”
“You’re not just fuckingwith me again?”
“Nope,” Steve said. “I’llsign them.” He smiled. “On one condition.”
She tilted her head slightly, wonderingwhere he was going with this. “What’s your condition?”
“One last fuck session.For old time’s sake.”
Shyla scoffed. “If I wanted your dick in mewe’d still be together.”
“Yeah, well if you wantthis divorce you’re just going to have to put up with my dick beingin you one last time.”
Shyla looked at him carefully. “You actuallymean it, don’t you?”
“You’re damn right,” Stevesaid.
“One fuck,” Shyla said.“And then you’ll sign. Today.”
“Right after we’redone.”
“Why should I believeyou?”
“Because you have nochoice,” Steve said. “Unless you want to get the lawyers involvedagain.”
“You know Idon’t.”
“Then why not give it ago? You’ve go t nothing to lose.”
“Except mypride.”
“Is it really thatshameful to fuck your husband?” Steve said. “After all, we’re stillmarried. Technically, at least.”
She considered this for a moment, then said,“Fine. What the hell.”
Steve carefully hid his surprise. He hadn’tactually thought that she’d take him up on his demented littleplan. In fact, now that she had, he was starting to wonder if hecould actually follow through with it. After all, she was stilltechnically his wife. And deep down he still loved her. And did youreally do this sort of thing to someone you loved?
Then Shyla added, “It’s not like it’ll lastvery long, mister three-pump-chump,” and just like that Steve knewhe could do it. Hell, she deserved to have something like this doneto her after what she’d put him through.
“Oh, darling,” Stevesaid. “You always made me feel so good about myself.”
“It’s just one of my manygifts,” Shyla said. She started to pull her shirt over herhead.
Steve stood up and grabbed her arms.
Shyla gave him a funny look.
“Clothes on,” Steve said.“At least to start.”
She flashed him a curious look but pulledthe shirt back down.
“That’s better,” Stevesaid. He stepped forward and looked down at Shyla. Even in her2-inch heels he had a good 4 inches on her. Not to mention almost100 pounds.
“Oh, and one last thing,”he said, suddenly inspired.
“What now?”
“I get to do anything Iwant to you,” he said. “For once, I get to be incontrol.”
“Are you sure?” Shylasaid. “That’s not like you.”
“I’m positive. And nocomplaints. Otherwise I don’t sign.”
“Fine,” she said. “Let’sjust get this over with.”
“Oh, we’ll get it overwith all right,” Steve said, grabbing her by the shoulders andspinning her around. “But it’s gonna take a while.”
“Not likely,” shesaid.
“Yeah, we’ll see aboutthat,” he said, slapping her ass sharply.
“Hold on just a minute,”Shyla said, startled. She started turning around.
Steve grabbed a handful of her hair andpressed his body against her backside. With his mouth right up nextto her ear he said, “No complaints, remember? You agreed.”
“I know,” she said. “Butthis isn’t like you. You’ve got me a little worried.”
“About what? Me hurtingyou?”
She nodded.
“Don’t be,” Steve said.“You’ve got nothing to worry about. I promise I won’t do anythingto you that I haven’t witnessed Dirty Harry doing to you over thepast six months.”
“I don’t know—”
“Fine,” he said, releasinghis grip on her hair and taking a half-step back. “Then I guess Iwon’t be signing anything today.”
Shyla took a deep breath and dropped hereyes towards the floor. After a moment of deliberation, she said,“Okay. I’ll play by your rules. You do what you want and I’ll keepmy mouth shut. But don’t expect me to pretend that I like it.”
“Don’t worry, honey. Youdon’t have to do any pretending. All you have to do is shut up andtake what I give you. Do that and I’ll sign your stupid papers. Gotit?”
“Got it,” she said after amoment’s hesitation.
“Good,” Steve said. “Nowget down on your knees.”
Shyla did so without comment. Steve droppedhis shorts and stepped out of them. His cock was already rock hardwith anticipation. He hadn’t realized that having complete controlover someone else could be so exciting. It was like nothing he’dever experienced. Especially knowing he wouldn’t have to deal withthe aftermath.
“Open your mouth,” hesaid.
Again Shyla obeyed without comment.
Steve tried not to let his amazement show.He couldn’t remember the last time she’d actually done anythinghe’d asked. Weeks, maybe even months. But here she’d done it twicewithin one minute. He idly wondered why he hadn’t tried doingsomething like this earlier in their relationship. At least hecould have gotten something out their time together. Oh well, toolate now. All he could do was take advantage of it this one time.He’d better make it worthwhile.
Steve guided his cock into Shyla’smouth.
With one hand on top of her head and oneunder her chin, he moved his cock in and out of her mouth, onlygiving her about half his dick to start. She took it like a champ,not gagging or coughing, not fighting him at all but certainly notbringing anything to the party herself, just sitting there with hermouth open and her eyes closed while he pumped her face.
“Open your eyes and lookup at me,” Steve said, mostly just to see if Shyla would still doas he told her.
She did, tilting her head slightly andlooking up at him, her big brown eyes ringed with black mascara.She still wasn’t into it but that didn’t matter. It was a massiveturn-on to fuck her mouth while she held eye contact with him.
Steve shifted his hands so they weregrasping the back of her head and proceeded to pump her faster,pulling her head towards him with every thrust, giving her more ofhis cock every time. And then he gave her the whole thing, shovinghis entire shaft down her throat and keeping it there, his hands onthe back of her head, holding her in place for a couple secondsbefore letting her come up for air.
She did so with a gasp and a cough. Sheglared at him but didn’t say anything.
“Are you still game?”Steve said, leaning down so his head was at the same level as her.His right hand still had a handful of her hair.
“I can take whatever youcan dish out,” Shyla said.
“That’s the spirit,” Stevesaid, smiling.
He stood up and led Shyla over to the couchby her hair. She had to crawl quickly on her hands and knees toavoid falling over. Once there, Steve spun her around and pushedher head back so it was lying flat on the cushion of the couch, herface towards the ceiling, her butt still on the floor.
Steve dropped one knee on each side of herhead and straddled Shyla’s face. Holding her head on the couch, hesmacked her face with his cock a few times before sticking it backinto her mouth. He pumped her mouth a few times, then adjusted hisangle a bit so his cock was poking the inside of her cheek,stretching it out. He popped it out, stuck it back in, popped itout again.
Steve climbed up a little higher so hisballsack was hovering directly above Shyla’s mouth. Her head wasframed by his legs.
“Open up,” he said,staring right at her, relishing in the control he had overher.
Shyla opened her mouth.
“Wider,” Stevesaid.
She regarded him with contempt but did asshe was instructed.
“That’s better,” Stevesaid as he proceeded to drop his balls into her mouth. “Now suck onthem.”
A moan of pleasure escaped from his throatas Shyla went to work on his balls. He pressed his cock downagainst her face, rubbing it on her cheeks, rolling it over hernose, transferring the saliva from his cock onto her face. Shemaintained eye contact the entire time, as though daring him tolook away in embarrassment. But that wasn’t going to happen. He washaving the time of his life.