Universes Collide

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 7,347
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Jack Summers doesn’t know it but he exists in two separate but parallel universes. In one universe he’s a devoted husband whose wife takes advantage of him. In the other he’s a cheat and a scoundrel. When the universes collide, something’s got to give.

Universes Collide
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Universes Collide

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 7,347
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Jack Summers—Speed to his friends—sat up and cocked his ear in the direction of the living room. “Did you hear that?”

Ruth, his blonde bombshell wife, mumbled, “No. Go back to sleep.”

Jack glanced at Ruth, slid out of bed and tiptoed into the living room. The sound had moved, though, seemingly into the kitchen. He was certain he heard a man and a woman, but their voices were so muffled he couldn’t understand them. Thinking the voices might be drifting over the hills from one of his remote neighbors, he opened the door and went out onto the balcony. No, the voices were coming from inside the house.

Jack crept back into bed, and propped up on his elbow, stared at the naked body of his wife. It had been a while since they had made love and, knowing what she liked, he slid his hand slowly up and down her back.

Ruth stirred a bit, a soft moan escaping her lips. Jack ran his hand up her back, and after brushing away her hair, kissed her between her shoulder blades.

“Don’t,” she said.

“Don’t?”

“D-don’t.”

There was no way Jack was going to stop—the quiet grinding of Ruth’s hips against the mattress was a sure give away of what was going through her mind.

He slowly slid his hand straight down the middle of her back, between her cheeks then between her thighs. He slid one, then two and then all of his fingers into her slick pussy. Careful not to injure her, he moved his entire hand in and out of her, coating it with her juices.

“F-fist me,” Ruth moaned.

Jack liked the thought of making Ruth come with his hand, but he had a better idea. Leaving his fingers buried inside her, he slid his thumb out and began to ease it into her butt.

“Oh, God,” she moaned.

“Like this, Candy?”

“You know I do.”

“You’d like my cock better.”

“Keep dreaming. Just... just don’t stop.”

He pushed in farther, feeling her resistance begin to ease. Once her flesh pressed against his palm, he started a rhythmic piston-like motion, moving faster with each thrust of his hand and thumb, increasing the pressure against her as well.

Ruth gripped her pillow, buried her face in it and, after her body broke out in goose bumps, trembled as her orgasm tore through her. Jack waited for her tremors to subside before he withdrew his hand, smiling at the small river of secretions that flowed out of her.

“I suppose you want a blow job now.” Ruth sighed.

“That would be nice,” Jack said. “Maybe one of your spectacular half-hour blow jobs, or if you have the energy, one of your longer blow jobs.”

“What time is it?”

“About five-thirty.”

“I’ll give you a five-minute blow job. Can you come in five minutes?”

“You know my nickname.”

“Hmph.” Ruth rolled on top of Jack and slid his stiff prick between her lips. There was no licking, no massaging, no lolling of her tongue around his prick, just a rapid up and down motion. He held off as long as he could, but not wanting to lose the opportunity to come, he relented and spewed gobs of cum into her mouth.

Ruth swallowed, rolled onto her back and said, “Happy?”

Jack wanted to say no. He wasn’t happy, not with the way things were between them. The sex was less frequent and what sex they had was mostly directed at pleasing Ruth. But, after he stared at her beautiful breasts and silver dollar-sized nipples, shrugged. “Yeah,” he said.

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