Jerome's Wife Monologue

“Of course dear, I love you, and forgive you for your mistake. I’m so happy to have you back.”

“Hi,” I try to keep my voice deep but I know I sound more like a little boy with a stutter.

He took the sandwich and water out of my hands again, but he wasn’t as fast that time. I guess he knew I had already seen his skin, which after seeing it again, I knew my eyes hadn’t been playing tricks. It was definitely white. Still, my smile widened, “I’ve gotta get back to work, but I’ll see you tomorrow.” Once again, he did nothing but look at me and chose to eat after I had gone back to work.

His hand moved to caress her face with light, gentle strokes, his hand glided around to cup the back of her neck. He angled her face to the position he desired, his firm mouth insistent and relentless in his passionate attack on her senses. He licked her sweet lips in slow, luscious strokes savoring the taste of this woman that inflamed his desire beyond reason. His tongue lightly probed the sealed seam of her lips till they parted with a slight sigh with his gentle

“Me? You want to give me a name?” The voice told me with a surprised tone. “Yes...I know it’s dumb but I want to give you a name so I don’t have to say voice all the time and-” the voice cut me off short.

There was a gradual rise to climatic actions as he began to venture through every crevice of your body. He knew where to touch you which made you smirk as laid kisses all over your neck. James knew what the hell he was doing. You

Once they were set on your form you couldn't help but blush a shiver going down your spine. Was it from fear, or from something else? Whatever it was, it was keeping your eyes trained on him. He looked so hot and the fact that his tongue just flicked out licking his chapped lips made you grow even hotter.

“Yeah,” Frisk says, near silent. You hear, though. You always hear, and even sometimes listen.

Afterwards, I lie on the bed watching his clothes fall to the floor. His nakedness rouses me. For a man, perhaps decades older than I, his body is lean and muscular.

“We need to talk,” you say quietly with an eager face, **looking around as if scared to be seen with me. You walk away fast, **looking down at your feet slapping the ground.

His hands moved down to the bottom of his shirt, gripping the fabric and pulling it up and over his head, revealing his natural bronzed skin leaving, you had seen him shirtless before, but now it was breathtaking. You watched him eagerly as he pushed himself back off the bed, standing at the edge as his hands wandered down his torso almost teasingly to the button on his jeans, popping it open before pulling the zip down.

“Welcome to my arms,” he said as his arms were stretched out to welcome me. I knew what kind of night I would have. Sex with him was usually the same, about five minutes of foreplay and then he’d take me from behind before falling off into a deep sleep. I didn’t complain because I knew he was usually tired from meetings. But for once and after my entire hard work I’d like to see his face when we made love.

That's it I am done. Right that moment the most beautiful guy I have ever seen walks in the door. I stare mindlessly at him. He jerk his head to move his hair. The blonde threads falls perfectly , weaving into to curls that frame his tanned face. His nose straight and aquiline and his lips so plump and pink . He stares intensely at me with his beautiful emerald eyes which are framed by his long, dark lashes. His jaw so chiseled and strong with great structure. There's a hint of stubble on his face making him even more luring. My heart spends up beating faster and faster each second. Never have I ever had this feeling in my life to a

A smile appeared on his rounded face, making his mustache rise revealing pale and chapped lips. “You must be new here.” He walked over to me and put his rough and beefy hand on my back, observing me from all angles, murmuring quietly to himself.

Then we fell onto the bed and slow grinded on one another until we couldn’t take it anymore. As he fondled my private areas, my thoughts ran wild. My bangles clinked as I reached down and guided his thick erection into my wetness. Damn, I don’t ever remember it feeling this good, I thought to myself as I wrapped my legs around his lean body. I felt so good; I felt like drooling. I called for Mont as he slowly savored every plunge into my juicy love box until my cell phone rang.