Diary of the bored housewife

Diary of the bored housewife

John had made it home and crushed on his bed totally drunk and was snoring in no time. Surprisingly Annette smiled and slept a little with her arms across her chubby body. In the morning she went about her chores and as she was out in the yard she called J and a sleepy voice answered the phone. "Hello babes." She wasn't impressed that he had missed his bus and went about scolding him but he assured her that it was ok, his boss was his buddy too and had let it slip.

"Can I pick you up later so we can go swimming?" And she said yes. "It will just be the two of us do not call Moosa", ordered J and Annette was ok with that even though she was so attached to him. She gave instructions to Dada about her precious chicken and got ready for Friday very excited. At about 11 a.m J came for her in his ride and off they went. Nice Music was playing on the radio and Annette was amazed at how deep in love she fell for J. It's like they were always meant to be. She realized her marriage wasn't happy and she was bound to be vulnerable and she resolved to be very careful with her heart. But at the moment, she threw all care to the wind and sang away with J to the songs from his car radio.
 
J opted for a private pool much to her delight. She was insecure about her body like plenty of other women. And like hell she wasn't going to remove all her clothes. J made sure she stripped to her basics in a pillow fight that ensued. It was strange to be at a hotel room, with a man different from her husband and she was shaking until she burst into tears. J held her tight and said to her. "Lil Mama don't be silly. Let's go swimming".

He proceeded to change her jeans into swimming shorts and threw a tshirt over her head. Annette had covered her face shyly and therefore missed the sight of J's massive erection. He held her hand tightly and walked her outside to the pool. She sat at the ladder and he got into the water. Her heart beat fast at the sight of his beautiful body and each time he turned to look at her she turned the other way. 'Young man, I will not show you the effect you have on me'.

J squeezed himself between her thighs and carried her into the pool. Her nipples turned hard at the contact with cold water but she didn't notice until she felt something hard poking at her and smiled shyly and looked away. "How about lunch my queen?" J asked. "No,"came the reply. "Do you ever eat?" And Annette laughed heartily. So the ordered for Vodka and tonic and lime with rocks. They sure loved drinking and to make it better, J had some weed with him, as usual. Dry for her, and mixed portion for him. It was heavenly.

J came to her....sipped his drink and wet her lips with it. She opened her mouth and took some in. That exchange drove them wild. Hot and deep kisses were exchanged. And my, wasn't she hungry, J noticed. She had her hands all over him when they kissed and kept pulling him closer, tighter and tighter. And she burst into tears.

J took her hand and led her into their room 109. She removed her clothes and led her to the bathroom to rinse the chlorine away. She was too spell bound. And she looked quite silly with her lashes soaked with tears. J lay her on the bed and kissed her so soft and tender. He kissed her on her neck and she started to writhe with pleasure. He picked her left nipple in her lips and sucked gently looking into her eyes. They were obviously closed. "Shy girl", he muttered to himself.

He fondled every inch of her bare skin and she was getting high on her lavender scent by the minute. He nibbled her inner there and his journey to her oasis ended right there. She couldn't let him go on and he was going to burst with desire too. He gathered all the courage he had and prayed to all gods and demi gods to help him go slow on his woman. He knew the kind of lover he was and he needed divine intervention not to hurt his woman. He felt like screaming with the pain of intense desire and the pain of restraining himself from using so much force and he made his way into her. And there was the thin barrier between them. "God of Eros, Greek god of passion and romance me", he evoked as he entered his woman's garden of love. Now was not the time to call upon Pare gods from the hills of Same. They might have an attitude. He thought.

She squirmed in pain and tears rolled down her face but J sealed her lips and kept her from screaming. He tried to stop but couldn't and despite the pain of not knowing a man in several years Annette drew him closer and wrapped her legs on his waist. It was heavenly. He had never been in a place like this with a woman. She was now his and no one was ever going to have her, or touch her again. He lay on top of her, inside her still feeling the heartbeats. She was in pain, but she wasn't willing to let him go. She enjoyed the warm trickles of his sperm inside her. And wanted them all.

He lifted his face to look at her, and she was crying. Again. He understood her pain. Her pain of being rejected by her husband. Her pain of containing feelings and being afraid to show them.... a pain of mixed emotions.... so he let her cry her heart out as he lay beside her and held her tight.
 
Annette felt like a woman. It had been long since a man had touched her. And she had only known one man all her life. John, her husband. She turned to look at her lover J and couldn't find the words to say. He kissed her on the lips and muttered softly." You are my woman now, nobody lays a finger on my woman. My only woman".

His phone rang and it was Angel. She told him to go on and answer it and make her way to the washroom. She hurt like crazy and when she sat on the toilet to pee, she let out a little cry when the salty urine flooded her roughed up goodies down there. She gathered courage to clean up nicely and went back to bed to gather her towel and hang up her swim wear.

J pulled her gently to bed and was at it again. She had sobered up a little now and was more shy. The gods looked down upon them very amused. Aren't these two fools injured albeit a little in their genitals? She tried to resist him coming at her again but she wanted him again and gave up. Soon she was moaning with pleasure and pain and pleasure until she wasn't sure what she was feeling.

They fell asleep in each other's arms and woke up at 3 p.m so hungry. They went down by the main pool and ordered for food as they smoked weed and drank some more vodka. They were so happy. Even the waiters smiled at the couple who seemed to be totally out of this world.

After lunch they swam for a couple of hours and decided to head home around 8 p.m. It was a beautiful day and the Annette's diary must have surely smiled for the first time in a long time. No more tear soaked pages. No more slanted writings from the shaky limbs of a vodka soaked woman.
 
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