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inside her. My thoughts were a jumble. I planted a hand on the back of her head and forced it down. I didn’t want her looking at me. I wanted to picture the look on her face when Zach was eating her cunt.
    “Yeah…fuck your slut wife. You can’t wait to take me back, can you?” she groaned, pushing back so that we slammed together. Dana knew exactly what to say to make me boil when we screwed like that.
    “Uhn…no Terry…”
    “No. He wasn’t good enough for your wife. He didn’t make me hot.” She gripped the vanity and it felt like we were going to rip it out of the wall, but I wasn’t stopping. I could replace it later.
    “But Zach always makes you hot, doesn’t he?”
    “Yes, baby. He fucks me so good. That’s what you want to hear…”
    “Yes…”
    “You want to hear how Zach makes me come like his little slut.”
    “Yes…you love being his slut…”
    “I do, baby. I do love it. God, when he licked my pussy tonight all I could think about was how much I wanted you there to see him make me come…ohhh…”
    “Fuck…honey…”
    “Zach wanted me stay…wanted to fuck me all night…”
    “Whore…”
    “I wanted to be his whore all night…but I had to come home…had to show you what a whore I am…”
    “Oh sweet fuck, Dana…”
    I came right then, bent over behind her, with my prick embedded in her. Dana shuddered with me, but I don’t know if she came too. I didn’t last very long. I dragged myself off of her and fell back against the slate-tiled wall. The cool condensation from her shower felt good on my hot skin. I came so hard I was dizzy. Dana pushed off the vanity with a soft moan and pressed her nudity to mine. We kissed, lovingly this time. The way a man and wife should kiss. For a split second, I flashed on Dana and Zach kissing while they fucked.
    “Wow, something got into you tonight,” she said.
    “I always want you when you come home,” I said.
    “But it’s not usually like that, babe. That was hardcore.”
    “I watched a little of your video. That was hardcore.”
    “I thought you might like it. I really was pretending you were there when I was looking into the camera. It made me come so much harder.”
    We went into the bedroom and I threw on a pair of boxers, while Dana put on a cute little pair of pajamas she got from Victoria’s Secret. That’s the great thing about my wife—she looks just as hot in her everyday clothes as she does when she’s all dolled up for a date. She snuggled into me on the bed. I could tell she was going to pass out any second. Her night had left her exhausted. I didn’t know how many times Zach had her since I hadn’t watched the whole video yet, but he was always good for at least twice.
    “So really, how did you end up at Zach’s?” I asked.
    Dana must have caught something in my tone. “You don’t mind?” she asked.
    “No, of course not.” I was not about to admit that maybe I did, not when this was all my idea. “I’d just like to know where you are in case I need to send out a search party.” I tried to sound light.
    “Yeah, that makes sense. Next time I’ll shoot you a text.” She kissed my chest. “Anyway, when Terry showed up he most definitely was not what he represented.”
    “Really?”
    “Shorter, older, heavier. It just was not happening.”
    “That sucks, but I guess it’s a risk with the online thing. I’m glad I don’t have to worry about dating these days.”
    “You’d be beating them off with a stick, babe.”
    “Ha. Maybe.”
    “I didn’t want the night to be a waste just because Terry was a washout. I mean, I had gone to a lot of effort.”
    “You did,” I agreed. “And I’m sure he was kicking himself when he realized you weren’t going home with him.”
    Dana laughed. “Yeah, he didn’t look too happy to be getting a kiss on the cheek. He’s lucky he got that. I was going to just come home and let you enjoy all my efforts, but then I thought of Zach and how he would