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Nicole picked up the laundry and carried it upstairs from the laundry room. She looked around at her surroundings, and admired the home for what it was - a nice home but you could tell it was lacking love.  Jacob and I have been married for four years and we have been drifting apart for about the past two years. I have tried to keep the love within our relationship, the truth was I was getting lonely and feeling neglected not to mention horny as fuck. I tried to initiate sex and other intimate moments but he was always tired or at work late. Jacob owned five restaurants all over the city so he was busy, I understood that but he never made time for me anymore. I put away the laundry and remained lost in my thoughts about my relationship. I ended up sitting on my bed and thinking about the last time we made love. My thoughts went back to a night that was two years ago, we were leaving a party and both of us were fucked up off the many cocktails. It was a fundraiser for domestic violence, something I am extremely passionate about. We danced the night away and had a good time, one of the best nights in a long time. The party continued when we arrived home, we were barely inside the house when he began groping my breasts and kissing me with such urgency I was immediately turned on. It was like Jacob and I just had met again, he threw me up against the wall, and pulled up my dress and inserted his two fingers and worked the magic, I came in record time. Jacob was skilled in everything he did, and sex was always top tier. We never made it to the room, right in the foyer of the house it went down. I rode my husband that night like I was racing in the Kentucky derby.


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