My Husband's Mistress

Decisions

I run as fast as I can. by the time I stop, I am back at the front of their house and panting like I ran a marathon.. Internally I curse myself for being out of shape. Although most people would say that I was perfect. Standing at only 5'5", with long pin straight black hair, and curves for days.. I had a generous bust and an ass that anyone would want to grab.... Most people fell for my eyes though. they would change colors with my mood. but always within the same color palette; grey, stormy gray, blue, sky blue, grey blue. It never failed to capture the attention of someone around me. I text Spencer and finally find him waiting by his car... I get in and only say in thing to him, "Drive." He looks quizzically at me but does what I say anyways. Finally we arrive at his house and I get out. I run right to his room and into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I can hear Spencer talking to me. "Jane, sweetheart. Are you ok? I can hear you crying. What's wrong?" He then growls, "Damn it Jane, answer me or I will break this door down." Reluctantly, I stand up and open the door to see a shocked Spencer staring at me. I just fall into his open arms. He carries me bridal style to his bed and stands me up. he turns me around and slowly unzips my dress. As it falls to the ground, he gasps again. "What is it", I say. He blushes the deepest crimson I have ever seen and then kisses me with all the love, longing, and desire he has. Eventually I pull away needing air. feeling my lips I know they are bruised, but kiss him again. A lone tear tracks down my cheek and he wipes it away with his thumb. "Oh my dear Jane, what has he done to you?" Spencer casually asks me. I just sob and sniffle and eventually it all becomes too much because I can no longer breathe. I have cried so much my nose has become stopped up.. Eww... I just whisper back to him as he holds me, "I have to make a decision Spenc. I cannot live without my other half, but I do not know if I want it to be him. Everything I have heard is horrible. He is a cruel man, that Kristoff. A playboy none the less. And he is abusive. You as well as anyone knows that I cannot be placed back in that situation. It will break me..." Spencer just leans in and kisses my forehead. As he pulls back he says, "Jane, my princess. Go talk to him. Those may very well just be rumors to keep people away from him. For god's sake, look at the rumors started about you by your ex and that evil b***h he is with." "I know...", was all I could muster to say to him. "Okay then," he says as he pushes me back against the bed. As I fall, he trails kisses closer to my core. Those sweet little hot heated kisses leave fire and tingles in their wake. I feel my slick core gush as he gets closer to it. The tickles of his stubble is a welcome pain against my thighs... As I moan from a kiss on an especially sensitive spot, Spencer chuckles. Looking up he says, " Forget my payment princess. This is enough to watch you c*m on my face repeatedly. Let tonight be about you. You will have a big enough day tomorrow as it is." With that I sigh. 

Lucky for Spencer, he knows me better than I know myself. Immediately he dives his tongue into my entrance and I feel like I'm being speared in half. Those familiar tingles start at the base of my spine and a delicious heat wave builds in my stomach. He continues his assault on my already wet and gushing hole and it does nothing for my already fast approaching orgasm. He rapidly plunges his tongue in me to taste every inch, like it will actually be his last time near me... he nibbles and sucks on my c**t eliciting a moan from me. Spenc takes that as a cue to continue his assault and lightly alternates the swirling motion he is doing to my c**t and the pressure he adds behind it. When two of his fingers enter me, I gasp and then become a moaning, mewling mess. He slowly pulls then out and I gush all over his fingers, so he furiously inserts them again. All the while, he is still biting and sucking my c**t and the pressure inside me is building too fast. He hooks his fingers into my g-spot and I scream and release all over his fingers. He looks up at me while licking my juices off his fingers. I moan again at what he does. As soon as he sees my reaction, he dives back in... I am not even coming down from my first orgasmic high before I feel that all familiar tightening and i am cumming again. This time it is way more intense and I puddle my juices all over his face. He comes up and kisses me to let me taste myself on him and when I do, it is game over... I push him back on the bed and straddle him. once I am on top his eyes glaze over with that same intense look of lust from earlier. And with that I sink his already hard length inside me.