The Blizzard

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When the blizzard sends blinding flurries of snow cascading downward, Freda’s trying to drive home from yet another visit to the resale shops in a nearby town.  Bags of odds and ends load the backseat, things she would probably store in the attic with other such purchases.  As usual, her husband Keith wouldn’t care or even notice.  Once he had married her and settled her family’s business, the attention he paid to her slackened off considerably.  His disinterest had finally forced her to go on day-long trips to seek out enjoyment by spending money on whatever caught her eye.

She can see that she won’t get far in such awful weather, so she pulls into the parking lot of a small motel.  She takes her purse and fights her way the short distance to the motel’s lobby, grateful for a haven from the freezing cold.

“You might be here a while,” the man behind the desk said.  “Just saw on TV there might be four foot of snow before morning.  No luggage, huh?  Guess that means you weren’t looking for a room.”

He smiles as she moves closer, brushing the snow from her coat.  The man is handsome.  Black hair, brown eyes.  Tall and broad-shouldered.  If she hadn’t been married, she would have flirted with him.  Her husband Keith would hardly ever fuck her, much less talk sexy to her.  Not even her purchases can relieve that problem.

“I wasn’t planning on staying,” she agrees, returning the smile faintly.  “After what you told me, though, I suppose I’ll need a room.”

“First or second floor?” he asks, turning the ledger toward her.

“It doesn’t matter,” she mutters as she signs in.  “Anything will do.”

Damn Keith and his fucking around,’ she thought.  ‘If he weren’t always so busy with the company and other women, I would be home now, safe and warm.  Instead, I’m gonna have to stay in a strange place, sleep in a strange bed, and pay to do it.’  She digs into her purse for some money.  Silently she hands over the payment for one night.  If she has to stay longer, she’ll put it on a card.

“How about one-one-three?” the man inquires as he selects a key.  “Toward the back and near the kitchen.  Since there’ll probably only be the four of us here, it’ll be easier on all of us.”

“Four?” she asks, frowning.

“Me and my cousins.  I’m Gary.  You’ll meet Luke and Tony later.  Luke does the cooking, and Tony’s the handyman.  I handle the business end.”

He puts out his hand, and they shake.  ‘God, he has beautiful brown eyes,’ Freda thought.  ‘So deep and penetrating.  Why the hell did I let Keith marry me when a stud like Gary was around?’  Thinking of her two-timing husband, she decides she better call to let Keith know where she is.  ‘While he won’t be worried,’ she thought, ‘It’d only be proper.’

“Can I use your phone?” she asks.  “To make a local call.  My cell phone has gone flat.”

“Sure,” Gary said.

He set the phone closer to her, and she lifts the receiver.  There’s no dial tone or even static.

“It’s dead,” she said, hanging up.  “Oh, well.  I can try again later when my cell phone has re-charged.  Why don’t you show me to my room?”

When he grins, she feels a tingle in the pit of her stomach.  It’s been a long time since Keith has got her hot just by looking at her.  ‘Too long.’  She follows him closely.  His ass is taut and firm, his thighs muscular.  ‘Dammit, he looks good,’ she thought.  ‘Better than any man I’ve seen recently.’

It startles her to realize she hadn’t really been looking at men since she has met and married Keith.  It’s as if she closed her eyes for months, especially since she saw her husband at lunch with a blonde too friendly with him to be anything but a lover.  That incident occurred less than six months after they got married.  However, her eyes are wide open and full of hunger for the man in front of her.

“See?” he said as they came to a door.  “Nice and secluded.  Want me to show you the view, Mrs. Williams?”

“Freda,” she said, blushing at his confused expression.  “Uh, well, we are going to be under unusual circumstances, aren’t we?”

She hands him the key, and he let them into the room.  The snow hides everything beyond the windows.  His eyes travel over her slim figure, and she feels proud of the way he keeps staring.  She removes her hat and coat, then fluffs her long brown hair, shaking it to eliminate any flakes of snow.  Gary studies her, making no move to leave.  Her loins begin to itch, and she doesn’t want him to go.  As wrong as it seems to be, she’s aching for the man to fuck her.  Freda sits on the bed, gazing into his eyes, trying to decide how best to voice her desire and not seem too forward.

“Do you think your cousins will miss you if you, ah, stayed to talk?” she murmurs.

“No,” he said.  “What do you want to talk about?”

When he sits next to her, she timidly put her hand on his leg.  She’s afraid to say anything, but lust makes her find her voice.

“About what you might do if I told you…  I like you.  A lot.”

Gary begins caressing the back of her neck, sending sparkling chills down her spine.  “I’d say I like you, too, Freda.  A hell of a lot.”

Blushing, she moves her hand toward his crotch.  She finds his bulging cock and gently squeezes it.

“I’m married, you know,” she whispers.  “Not happily, I’m afraid.  Keith acts like…  I’m not there.” She pauses, then said, “You seem to know I’m here, Gary.  The question is, will you like to prove you want to be here with me?”

With a growl, he pulls her into his arms and kisses her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.  Freda’s somewhat surprised by his eagerness, having been intimate only with Keith, and that’s a lackluster relationship at best.  Gary’s a different breed of man altogether, and realization makes her pussy get hot and wet.  She gets even hornier when he slides his hands under her shirt to fondle her naked back.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” the man snarls lustfully.  “Tell me, baby.  Tell me you want my cock.”

Yes,” she moans breathlessly.  “Oh, please, Gary.  Do me.”

His fingers all but ripped the buttons off her shirt, making her almost drunk with rising passion.  When he starts pinching her nipples, she quivers anxiously.

“Do you?” he scoffs, chuckling.  “If you want me to fuck you, honey, you gotta say what you want.”

“I can’t,” she groans.  “Oh, God, Gary.  That feels so good.”

He mauls her pert breasts, rolling them under his strong hands.  She’s getting hotter by the second, just from his bold caress.

“I’m waiting, baby,” the man said.  “Ask me for my cock.”

Oh, Gary,” she moans.  “Please don’t be this way.  Isn’t it enough I want you?”

“No,” he said simply.  “You want it, honey.  You gotta ask for it.”

She wriggles her hips as he undoes her slacks and slides them off, leaving her clad in a filmy pair of panties.  Although he’s nearly naked, she feels no embarrassment whatsoever, too horny to wait for the man to put his cock in her vagina.

I can’t stand it,” she whimpers.  “Put it in me.  NOW

He’s stripping quickly, naked in moments.  Freda catches hold of his swollen cock, thrilled by its size and heat.  Never having been brave enough to touch her husband’s cock, she can’t resist taking hold of the big cock and clutching it.  Lying next to her, he strokes her mound, then gropes under the thin material to slip a finger into her moist cunt.

Yeah,” he grunts.  “You want my cock, all right.  But it turns me on to hear a girl ask me to fuck her if she uses the right words.  So, do it.”

That gouging finger is making her squirm.  Freda can just imagine how wonderful it’ll feel to have his cock in her, instead.  Since the only way to get it will be to do as he asks, she gives in.

“All right,” she said.  “Please fuck me.”

He grins, adding another finger to the one in her vagina, screwing her with them, making her hornier.

“How?” he asks.  “With what?  Where?”

Good and hard,” she groans, her inhibitions fleeing.  “With…your cock…in my-my pussy…

Peeling the dainty panties from her writhing hips, he rises over her.  Once she’s totally naked, he shoves her legs apart, thrusting his cock up her cunt in one powerful lunge.  Freda gasps at his haste, putting her hands to his chest to ward him off.  Just as quickly, she changes her mind, pulling him down to her in abandon and acceptance.

Gary’s lips enjoy hers while his mighty cock drives in and out of her leaking cunt with strength and speed.  ‘He’s fucking me,’ Freda thought deliriously..  ‘Goddammit, he’s really fucking me.’  Keith came close to doing it like this a couple of times but backed off from following through.  Gary’s not only backing off, but he’s also charging, capturing her with his cock and mouth.  It’s like being a virgin all over again.  He nibbles her ear, his cock repeatedly slamming into her cunt.  She’s dazed by the ardent fucking, not knowing quite how to react to the wild encounter.

“Well?” he asks.  “Do you like the way I fuck you?  Tell me, Freda.  And say it right.”

I love the way you’re fucking me…” she said.  “It’s like nothing I’ve ever had before.”

“Oh?  Don’t you and your husband fuck?”

He pauses in the beautiful sex, staring into her hazel eyes.  He won’t continue until she answers him.

“Not like this,” she purrs.

Once more, he’s jarring her with his cock.  She runs her hands over his shoulders, clasping his cock with her cuntal muscles.  The more he rams her, the more she wants.  Freda can’t get enough of big cock.  It heats her pussy until she burns all over.  Freda seeks the man’s mouth, needing to kiss him while he fucks her.  Whimpering, she puts her tongue between his lips, trying to show him how eager she is for the wild fucking he’s introduced her to.

Her kiss seems to make him hornier.  His ass cheeks flex, pistoning his cock into her syrupy cunt.  Gary’s tongue wrestles with hers while his hands find her breasts and massages them harshly.  The more he does to her, the more she wants from him.

Keeping the kiss sultry and deep, Freda moves her hands down Gary’s back until she can take hold of his churning ass cheeks.  Clutching the taut mounds, she pushes and shoves, directing him to lunge more strongly at her thrusting hips.  Freda wants cock in her further, wants it to rip the holy hell out of her vagina.  She needs to have it, won’t be satisfied until she does.

While she struggles beneath him, he brings her legs up, bending them back over her breasts.  He holds his cockhead just inside her cunt, a knowing grin on his face.  She squeals in shock when he plunges his large cock into her upturned cunt.  He’s hitting bottom with his big cock, fucking the shit out of her cunt.  It’s beautiful, exciting.  Her orgasm sweeps down on her as if out of nowhere.

Oh, Gary…” she cries.  “I’m gonna cum.  I-I … AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…

Thrashing about, she suffers the exquisite torture flowing through her.  Keith has never made her climax so strongly.  It has taken a stranger with a piledriving cock to do it, and she’s certainly glad he had.

“Enough?” Gary grunts.  “Or do you wanna cum some more?”

“More?” she groans, puzzled by the question.  “How?”

“You mean, you’ve never cum more than once?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“I … we … want to,” she said bashfully.  “Keith always shoots off too soon.”

Gary frowns at her.  “Poor baby.  Here.  Let me show you how nice it can be to cum and cum and cum.”

After he let her legs down, he plays with her breasts while he keeps fucking her slowly.  Her nipples are aching.  They’re so aroused.  Her ass cheeks are beginning to undulate, begging him to go ahead and pound her again.  She’s ready for it.  But he won’t increase the speed or depth.  He holds back, looking down at her with a questioning expression.  As she continues to squirm in desperation, he just keeps staring as if waiting for something.  With a start, she grasps what he wants.

Fuck me, Gary…” she begs.  “Stop playing with my pussy and fuck it…

A triumphant grin crosses his face as he begins to do as she asks, his cock once more beginning to severely attack her cunt.

“Hey, you learn fast,” he said.  “OK, baby.  Hard and deep is what you’re gonna get.”

Once he positions her bent legs over her breasts, he fulfills his promise instantly, rocking her as potently as he had before with his jolting strokes.  His jackhammering cock seems tireless, able to fuck her forever.  Although she knows he’ll at some point have to climax, the thought of him endlessly fucking her is overwhelming.  It makes her pussy wetter and hotter.  ‘God, to have a cock like Gary’s fucking me forever,’ she thought.  The idea brings on her second climax in a hurry.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH…” she cries in an emotional release.

Clawing at Gary’s shoulders, her cunt spasming around the big cock and milking it, Freda feels a willing victim to her orgasm.  She tries to draw the cock deeper inside her, to get more pleasure from it and shudders in a mixture of relief and regret as she feels him begin to spurt.

Dammit…” the man snarls.  “Shit, babe, I tried to wait.  Honest.”

“It’s OK,” she mewls.  “Maybe…  Maybe next time, we can make it last longer.”

“Next time, huh?” he mutters, easing off her sweltering body.  “You mean tonight?”

“Unless you’ve gets other plans,” Freda said.  “It’s still snowing out there.  So, would you rather be building snowmen or fucking me?”

“Fucking, you hot-assed bitch,” he growls.  “You wait right here, and I’ll be back later to satisfy your pussy.”

*****

Since she has only one change of clothes, Freda decides she should bathe before putting them back on.  The sheet needs changing, she notices as she gets up.  A large wet spot is on it, and it smells of sex.  Hastily, she draws the sheet up to hide it.  Should one of Gary’s cousins come in, she won’t want him to know what’s gone on.  Once she concealed the evidence of the thrilling fuck, she goes into the bathroom and prepares to take a shower.

There’s plenty of hot water, enough so she can enjoy herself.  As her soapy hands wash away the traces of her delightful fuck with Gary, it’s as if she can still feel his body next to hers, holding her, touching her.  Even her vagina remembers the feel of his hard cock, plunging, attacking.  Moaning, she leans back against the wall, letting the stinging spray invigorate her naked body.  Her hand seeks her tender pussy lips, her fingers parting the soft folds.  With the experience countless frigging sessions have provided her with, she teases herself into a heightened state of need.

As she slides her fingers around in her juicy pussy, she can only think of Gary and his cock, his nice dick, and how well it can satisfy her.  She licks her lips, using her free hand to sensuously fondle her breasts.  Her nipples are stiff, throbbing, and her clit is pulsating, begging.  She needs to orgasm badly.  There’s a knock at the bathroom door.  Thinking it’s Gary, back for another round of hot sex, she turns off the water and opens the shower curtain.  He couldn’t have dropped by at a better time.  Her fingers have primed her pussy so well a cock is most welcome.

“Come in,” she calls.

Her eagerness turns to embarrassment as she sees a redheaded man enter.  Blushing, she covers her breasts and pussy with her hands, too stunned to speak.  The intruder ogles her nakedness, his bright eyes, as dark and piercing as Gary’s, covering every inch of her.

“Guess you weren’t expecting me,” he said quietly.  “I’m Luke.  Gary said he told you about Tony and me.  But be sure as hell didn’t tell me enough about you.  Damn, baby, are you, one pretty woman.”

Some of her lust is returning, due in large part to the man’s sexy good looks.  Her pussy still needs attention and doesn’t care how it gets it.  ‘If I work things right, maybe Luke will help me out,’ she thought.

“Do you really think I’m pretty?” she asks.

“I know so,” he said.  “I brought your dinner.  Nothing fancy, a steak and some vegetables..”

Slowly, she begins to uncover her breasts and pussy, and he isn’t missing one movement.  His eyes glow like smoldering coals when she stands totally exposed before him.  Knowing he isn’t going to turn her down, she takes a towel from the rack and dries off to get ready for him.

“Will it keep?” she asks softly.  “For, say, half an hour, at least?”

“At least,” Luke said huskily.  He’s at her in two strides, yanking the towel away.  Tossing it down, Luke grins.  “Wet or dry, it doesn’t matter to me,” he said.  “Just tell me where you want it.”

Seeking out his cock, she gazes into his eyes.  The size and heat of his turgid cock causing her to gasp.

“Take me to bed,” she pleads.  “Ohhh, you’re big.  Just like…”

She catches herself in time, but Luke begins to chuckle.  While she stands frozen, the man starts tweaking her nipples with his strong fingers.

“Just like, Gary?” he asks.  “Don’t worry.  I figured he’d fucked you.  I can usually tell when he’s gotten a hot bitch.  Are you, honey?  A hot bitch?”

Luke draws her against him, and she can’t help rubbing her pussy on his straining cock.

“Why don’t you take me to bed and find out?” she said.  “And do you like for a girl to ask you to fuck her the way your cousin does?”

“Babe, any man, likes to be asked,” he said, grinning.  “So, ask.”

“Would you fuck me, Luke?” she pleads sexily.  “Would you like to put your cock in my cunt and fuck me?”

“I’ll fuck you, honey,” he growls.  “I’ll have your pussy smoking; it’ll be so hot…”  He bends and picks her up in his arms, then carries her to the bed.  After he puts her down, he stands and sweeps his eyes over her.  “Let me see your pussy, babe,” he said.  “Spread your legs and let me look at what you’ve got for me.”

Slowly, taunting him, Freda moves her legs apart, reaching at first to conceal, then reveal her pink pussy lips to his eager gaze.  She pulls her outer pussy lips back with her fingers so he can see how wet her cunt is.  She begins to tickle her clit for his benefit and hers.  He almost tears his clothes off, keeping his eyes on her moving fingers.  He’s so impatient.  He’s breathing hard.  As he gets on the bed and crouches between her legs, he ducks his head and begins licking her sweltering pussy.  Gasping in shock, the girl pushes at his head.

What are you doing?” she cries.  “Don’t do that.  Gary just fucked me.”

Luke won’t listen to her objections, and she’s beginning to be glad about it.  His tongue is slithering all over her pussy, doing things to her slimy slit.  What the redhead is doing has her whole-body vibrating, bringing her toward orgasm with the speed of a jet.  She clutches at the man’s curly hair, beyond caring what he’s doing to her.  It feels good, excellent, and he’s soon going to bring her off.  As he pokes at her clit with the tip of his tongue, she begins fucking his face.

He tongue-fucks her cunt, making her all the more ready to climax.  Her ass cheeks are undulating wildly, signaling her need.  When he takes her clit between his lips, it’s all she needs to make her orgasm, and she voices her pleasure, her cry rattling the windows.  Lurching, thrusting her hips in rapture, Freda makes sounds of ecstasy.  It’s a shattering climax, only lacking a hard cock to make it complete.  As her orgasm begins to fade, she knows she has to have him fuck her.  Freda has to have his cock ramming her cunt.

Fuck me…” she moans.  “Please, Luke.  I need your cock…

He climbs up and shoves his ready cock into her vagina.  Lustfully, she arched her back, looking for even deeper penetration.  His cock is just as filling as Gary’s, just as pleasing to her greedy cunt.  Feeling stiff cock inside her is thrilling, and she writhes beneath the man as he keeps pile, driving his cock into her twisting body.

I love it…” she groans.  “I love your cock.  Do it more.  Fuck me harder…

Smiling, he gives her what she wants.  Plunging deeper.  Faster.  Bruising her with his cock.  Clinging to his shoulders, she takes the savage fucking, and tries to fuck him back just as wildly.  His cock is scorching her cunt, adding to the heat already there.  She feels herself steaming, beginning to sweat, even though the room is almost cool.  Freda’s crazed by Luke’s cock, lost in a hazy lust-filled void only a scintillating orgasm can satisfy.

It won’t be long now.  Not with ramrod tearing into Freda’s cunt.  The woman isn’t breathing—she’s gasping—fighting to climax and not caring about anything else.  The only thing that mattered is orgasming, getting off, and she has to do it or go completely mad.  Luke’s tongue cuts off her moans and starts writhing against hers as he keeps fucking her spasming cunt.  Lost in the orgasm to notice the taste of her pussy on his mouth, she returns the kiss, savoring the explosion careening through her.

Once she settles and becomes aware of what’s happening, she begins to squeal.  Struggling with the strong man, Freda tries to free her mouth from his.  The flavor of her juice is pungent, heady, and something about it bothers her.  She wants to escape from the awful kiss before it’s too late.  But Luke holds her prisoner with his lips and arms.  The man’s cock lunges balls deep into her vagina.  He lies quietly on top of her and kisses her at his leisure.  Freda has never felt so humiliated, so vulnerable.  The man is using her in a vile fashion, and she doesn’t appreciate it.

Slowly, he begins moving his cock.  In a little.  Out a little.  Back and forth, creating irritating friction is both pleasing and exciting.  The girl’s turned on again, forced in the best way possible to want cock inside her.  The arousal makes her accept the kiss, no matter what’s in her lover’s mouth.

Moaning deeply, she surrenders herself to the man.  He has her where he wants her and is enjoying his victory.  Growling, snarling like an animal, Luke owned her inflamed body.  His tongue slithers in her mouth, probing almost to her tonsils.  His hands are working on her breasts, cawing them to throb.  His cock filling her cunt again and again.  Ramming.  Pounding.  Relentless in its attack.

Her pussy is dripping.  She can feel the juice on her ass cheeks and Luke’s balls as slurping noises punctuate each stab of his beautiful cock.  She’s hot.  Turned on.  Luke doubles his effort, slamming his cock so savagely into her cunt she grunts each time his balls slap her ass.  He’s rapidly pushing her toward yet another orgasm, sending her closer and closer to the gloriously dreaded chasm.  She wants to wait, to hold back.  ‘Not yet.  Please, not yet,’ her mind begs.  She needs to keep feeling that build-up of pressure, which pounding is more fierce than her heartbeat.

But the man’s sturdy cock is persuasive, giving her cunt a chance to calm down.  It keeps coaxing her onward, nearer, feeding the lust that threatens to consume her.  She wants passion devouring her soul.  Freda begins fucking more wildly, her pussy snapping at the cock impaling it.  If she’s going to orgasm, then she’ll make sure it’s one hell of a culmination.  Nothing holds back.  No limits or boundaries to hold her in so she can orgasm as she never has before.

She wraps her legs around Luke’s ass and clings to his arms with her hands.  She licks his lips and tongue, nipping at him.  Her body is alive, every inch of it, live and vibrating to every lunge the man makes.  Raking him with her nails, she climaxes.  To her delight, he, too, begins to ejaculate, and the feel of his bursting cock, the thick spray of jizz, makes her love it all the more.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…” she squeals in orgasmic delight.

For a few moments, they lurch and groan, drawing out their separate orgasms and enjoying what they did to each other.  Then they become still, their shared kiss now a lingering reminder of their thrilling interlude.  While their tongues play against each other, the man’s cock returns to its flaccid state, slipping from her cunt of its own accord.

“Damn, you can fuck good…” Luke murmurs.  “You might be stuck here a couple of days due to the weather.  Think you’d like my cock in you again while you’re here?”

She catches his face between her hands, looking at his charming freckles as she tries to regain her regular breathing pattern.  His suggestion appeals to her more than she can express.

“You can fuck me anytime you want to,” she said softly.  “Uh, but you and Gary should get together about who’ll be with me when.  He said he’d come back later for more.” She smiles.  “You’re almost too cute to be handsome, lover.  But your cock is sure how it’s supposed to be.  Hard and satisfying.”

Chuckling, he moves to lie beside her.  He lightly strokes her nipples, making them swell.  In response, she turns to face him and takes his shriveled cock in her hand.

“Great,” he grunts.  “I’ll talk to Gary.” He grins brightly.  “So, you think I’m cute, huh?”

“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with being cute,” she said.  “Especially not when there’s a cock like this goes with it.  In fact, your kind of cute arouses me.  As does Gary’s kind of handsome.  The main thing is you both know how to make a girl feel good.” She winces.  “Luke?  If you hadn’t thought I’d let you fuck me, would I have looked attractive to you?  Even a little?”

“Shit, yeah,” Luke said, smiling.

“Really?” Freda asks in amazement.  “You mean, you don’t find a girl, well, repugnant if she doesn’t wanna fuck you?”

“Are you saying if Gary and I hadn’t…”

“No, of course not,” she cut in, predicting his argument.  “My pussy gets tingly, just looking at you two.  I just thought it was different for a man.  It seems to be that way for my husband, and I let him fuck me whenever he wants to.  I just thought … I don’t know.  That maybe I’m not pretty enough.”

“Don’t be silly, Freda,” Luke said firmly.  “You’re one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever seen.  As for your husband, he must be stupid if he doesn’t enjoy fucking you.  Any guy who doesn’t want to fill your cunt with cock must be nuts.  Or else something is going on between you and your husband maybe you haven’t seen yet.”

She rolls onto her back again, thinking about that.  But the man’s fingers probe into her cunt, frigging her gently, distracting her.  Her hips begin to wiggle.

“Well, he does seem to prefer other women,” she mutters.

“He’s a bastard,” Luke said.  “Do you love him?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

“Have you told him?” he asks.  “Showed him?”

She bites her lip, shrugs.  “No.  Not really.  I was a virgin when I got married.  Keith seemed happy about that, but soon he lost interest in me.”

“Oh,” he said, frowning.  “Tell me something, honey.  Does he ever make you cum?”

Blushing, she said, “Sometimes, but not the way you and Gary do, though.  It’s more accidental with Keith.  He doesn’t do anything to, uh, get me hot.”

When he takes his fingers from her cunt, she pouts but doesn’t say anything.  She feels she has already said too much.  What would she do if her complaints make the redhead decide he doesn’t want to fuck her again?

“Don’t worry, babe,” he said.  “I’ll help you out.  One way or another.”

His willingness to come to her aid puzzled her.  She stares at him in confusion as he gets off the bed and begins to dress.

“How can you help?” she finally asks.  “It seems so hopeless.”

“By the time you leave here, honey, you’ll have all the ammunition you need to straighten your husband out,” he said with a smile.  “And we’ll both enjoy the lessons.”

With a wink, he squeezes her hand and leaves.

*****

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