This story is a takeoff on my previous story, "A Bitch in Heat Gets Mounted." It will make no sense unless you first read the other story. This chapter is not a sequel or continuation, but an alternate ending, for humorous rather than erotic effect.
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The story I described in "A Bitch in Heat Gets Mounted," was a fantasy that omitted a few details of the sticky reality for "literary" purposes.
Here is what really happened:
First, when Jim threw Sharon onto the dining table, as he flung her across it, her arms spread out to try to break her fall, and she knocked pretty much everything off the table: a vase of flowers, the salt and pepper shakers, and an heirloom sugar bowl, the butter dish, and the container of vitamin pills. The crockery shattered noisily on the floor, spilling a mixture of butter, sugar, salt, pepper, glass, pills and pottery shards all around the dining room floor. Jim and Sharon were sufficiently caught up in a fog of sexual lust that they tried to ignore this, but the dog came in and began noisily lapping up the sugar and butter. The dog then went into the living room, where they could hear him retching on the carpet, vomiting up his overly rich and overly sharp snack.
Jim began to spank Sharon, but the phone started ringing. As Jim tried to make Sharon's cries of Ouch! Ow! drown out the ringing, and continued to whack her ass, Sharon managed to cry out: "Jim, the phone, I need to answer the phone!"
He ignore her and let the machine answer it, so it came on over the speaker phone on the machine in the kitchen. The call was from his mother. They were forced to listen to the entire three minute message that his mother left him, asking why he hadn't called her, and telling him she was still having diarrhea and an upset stomach from something she ate. She also mentioned that Jim's father was on his way over to Jim's house to return some tools he'd borrowed.
After Jim's mother hung up, Jim began fucking Sharon. The table groaned with the Sharon's weight and the force of Jim's thrusts. Then the phone rang a second time. They heard over the speaker that this call was from Sharon's boss. Sharon said: "Honey, this call is really urgent. I really have to talk to him. Could you just hand me the cordless phone?"
Jim reached around and managed to snag the cordless phone from the side table, so Sharon was trying to talk to her boss about something he wanted her to do for a meeting the next day, while Jim continued humping her. Sharon told her boss she was a little out of breath because she had just run in from outside to catch the phone. That probably did not explain all the noises her boss was hearing, but he was too polite to comment. Actually, he just assumed Sharon was on the toilet. He did however hurry his message a bit.
