What’s that? Huh you want something to eat, what would you like? Chocolate cake is it. Well you’re in for a treat. After the cake I’ll give you three packets of crisps, two chocolate bars, and fizzy drink and a big bag of sweets. Did you hear that? It sounds like the phone, I would get it but this food, oh, this food is so good. I don’t think I’ll ever stop eating. What’s that? Oh it’s you, what do you want. That’s what you want. Why do you have to torture me with these pains to my internal organs? What has my stomach, liver and kidneys ever done to you but keep you well supplied. Ah well answer me. That right you can. Just relieve my bowels and be done with you, so I can eat some more.
Oooooh weee he looks good, damn. I wish I could have a piece of that. Look at the sweat trickling down his well-defined chest and his tight bum checks. Oh my, he’s just my type. I better look away before my husband sees me. I want to look away but that edible brown skin has me trapped. Oh, and his back. Oh, his back. Come on now, I need to look away now. But I can’t stop thinking about him on top of me, pinning me down with his big strong arms, kissing my neck, kissing my stomach and kissing my thighs. I need to calm down. Look away, look away. Remember I’m a married woman. Okay I’m fine now. Wait who’s that up there? I hope my husband doesn’t catch me. If he does he just has to deal with because I’m going to get my look on anyway.
- Lust (a story by Sami72) (wankoftheday.wordpress.com)
What’s on the TV? Oh, it’s this. Where’s the remote. There it is. Where’s my wife when I need her. Not here as always, Swanning off with her girlfriends, I hope. Well it looks like I have to watch this, I know I have seen it twice already but who’s counting. What do you want now? Why are you always rumbling for? I fed you five minutes ago. Why do you do this to me? Okay, okay I’ll feed you, the crisps are here. Hmm, then I got chocolate, cola and sweets. Afterwards I’ll phone the Chinese or maybe the Indian. Well whatever I decide you will be the first to know. Oh. Oh. Oooooooooh, I hope you don’t want what I think you want. Oh, I think you do. Well I hope you know that I’m not moving. Now that I emptied you, what am I going to do with this bucket? I’ll just leave it, she will clean it up. I’m still watching this, oh well. I’ll get the remote when the takeaway comes.