"What about your wife?" She asked.
I said I was going to take care of that little matter when I got home. That was all for that day. I still had to wash the car and go on my shopping trip. I arrived back home with a new pair of sneakers and a clean car. I was feeling mighty fine right about then. When I got into the house my wife started in on me about God. I cut her off.
"I'm not going to church with you any longer."
Ellen asked what I meant.
"If you spent as much time on lovemaking as you do reading the Bible, my life would be perfect."
My wife gave me the deer in the headlights look. She didn't have a clue about what I was telling her. She said I needed to be right with the Lord. I finally blew my gasket.
"Next week I'm seeing a lawyer. I'm filing divorce papers on you."
The light bulb finally switched on. She knew she had pushed me to the edge. All of a sudden she told me she was going to be a better wife. I knew it was all hogwash. Ellen would soon revert back to her church ways. There was no going back with her. I gathered up some clothes and threw them into a suitcase. I told her to expect to hear from my lawyer soon and I went out the door.
I finally broke free. I felt like a million bucks. No more nagging. I hopped in the car and I drove back to Betsy's place. She was surprised to see me again. I said I had left my wife for good. Could I stay with her for awhile? Betsy let me in and we went back to her bedroom. We picked up where we left off. We got naked and I took Betsy a second time.
I knew I didn't have anything left in the tank but it didn't matter. I was excited from leaving and my cock was half hard already. Betsy got onto her back. I took my cock in my hand and I started rubbing my prick across her gash. Betsy needed more cock. That much was certain. I got her revved up and I slid my prick into her tummy. I think we both needed more of each other. I fitted my cock inside her pussy and I began to fuck Betsy hard.
I lowered my face and took one of those large areolas into my mouth. I was sucking and chewing on each one as I slid my fat cock into her pussy. I could hear those slurping sounds as my cock went in and out of her greedy pussy. I needed Betsy badly and I suspected she needed the same from me. I pushed my cock in to the hilt and I held my cock in place.
Betsy used her muscles to grip me tight and then let go. I fucked her for longer than I thought possible. Betsy placed her legs around my back and she put her hands onto my hips. I gave her every hard inch that I could. Much to my surprise, Betsy began to squirt. Her juices were flying out and coating my groin. Something just tipped me over the edge. I managed to squirt some cum into her gaping hole.
Betsy and I missed church that Sunday. We ended up fucking most of the day. My bone was basically dry but it didn't matter. Betsy said I gave her plenty of orgasms that day. When the week started I made an appointment to see the lawyer. I told him what I wanted and that I didn't want my wife to have one penny more than she was entitled to. He just laughed and said he would take care of matters.
I did have to go back to the house and get my belongings. I was going to place them in storage. Ellen was there and she suddenly turned into the good wife. She said she hadn't been paying attention to me and all that would change. I didn't want to hear it. I told her she would be seeing divorce papers soon. I also said she shouldn't get too attached to this house. That would be going up for sale.
My wife was crying as I walked out the door. I really didn't care. I headed back to Betsy and her bed. That night I had Betsy get on all fours. I could see that her breasts were almost touching the bed covers. I placed my hands on her hips and I guided my erect cock to her flared pussy lips. I thrust inside Betsy's pussy and I took her hard.
This was just how it should have been. I shouldn't have to beg for sex. I pounded Betsy with my fat cock that evening. She was crying out and begging me to fuck her. I gave her the cock she needed. We went at it for over an hour. We both came to a hot boil before I fired my cream into Betsy's pussy.
This was the start of a great relationship with Betsy. She said she had missed having a man in bed with her each night. When we got home from work in the evening we eventually ended up fucking. The lawyer tells me that the papers will be served soon. Betsy and I are getting along just fine. Maybe if it all works out, Betsy will become my new wife.