Author's note:
OK I screwed up bad. It's Monday the 22nd of November and I meant to have this out in time for Thanksgiving. Sorry everybody. Anyway, this is just a quick little romp for you to throw into your spank bank. Enjoy.
Also, everybody's over 18 in this one.
Hayden D. Linder
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Darrin showed up at his friend's house early. He liked showing up early and staying late. To help with the setup and the cleanup. It was one of those things he was raised to do. Not that Francis would appreciate it. Francis, his friend, Jeremy's wife, was cunt.
Yeah, he knew that word got bandied about pretty regularly when talking about a woman with a backbone. But in this case it was quite appropriate. It wasn't her spi9ne that irked him. It was her fucking mouth. From the first time he'd met her she had consistently had nothing but bad things to say about him. Darrin figured Jeremy would come to his senses but no. He married the spiteful bitch.
She didn't like Darrin's opinions. She didn't like Darrin's attitude. She seemed to think Darrin fucked every woman he ever met. Darrin drank too much. Darrin just wasn't their kind of people.
That last one he'd overheard her say at another friend's party.
Why had he come? Because Jeremy begged him to.
"Please dude. I know you have nowhere to go this year. And if you don't show then it's gonna be just me and my fuckin inlaws."
Darrin shook his head before getting out of the truck. He walked to the door and rang the bell. Francis opened the door with a smile.
"Happy thanks..." Her smile died. "Oh. Jeremy's in the garage."
She ended as she turned and walked away from the open door.
"Happy Thanksgiving to you too." Darrin mumbled.
Darrin found his friend and started helping to set up the extra tables and chairs for the other guests. There were a few forgotten items that someone would have to leave and go to the store to get. And Darrin was very quick at volunteering for those tasks. In a few short hours they had everything set. And Francis had only insulted him about a dozen times.
It had been one of her calmer days.
Soon her family arrived. Six adults, including her parents and 7 children. Ranging in age from 11 to 3. Dinner was served quickly. Darrin thought probably to get the kids outside as fast as possible. Because, damn. They were loud.
The Grandparents went outside to play with their grand kids. The Parents went outside to supervise. Darrin thought it would be a good time to start with the clean up.
He wasn't sure where Francis was. And he - did - not - care!
He scraped, rinsed and stowed the dishes in the washer. Before taking the garbage out. When he came back in he saw Francis poke her head out of the living room. She'd probably heard the door open. But when she saw it was him, her expression clouded.
"Oh. It's you."
"Nice to see you too. Jackass." He stated as he walked into the living room to see what she was doing. Nothing looked different. "What are you doing in here?"
I am trying to plan where to set up the snacks for the adults and the children. Now, - fuck - off - and let me think."
Uh huh.
He grabbed her by the back of her head and bent her over the back of the couch. He made sure to force her face into the cushions. She squealed but no one could hear her. When she felt him flip her skirt up onto her back, she began to flail her arms at him. In an attempt to get him to stop but he simply slapped them out of the way. Before tugging her panties down.
She squealed even louder when she felt the head of his cock begin to slide back and forth across her slit. She tried to maneuver her hips away from him but he gripped her skirt in a bunch to control her.
Despite her muffled screams and unheard threats to Darrin, she couldn't help the moisture building between her legs. And Darrin couldn't wait to use it. She felt his head spread her lips and slide a long fast drive into her core.
"Ohhhh." He heard her utter into the cushions.
He pulled back and drove back in fast.
"Ungh." She grunted
Francis could feel the quake in her cheeks as a solid slapping sound reached her ears from the impact. He pulled back and drove in again.
"Ungh."
And he kept doing it over and over. She swore she would kill this fucker once this was over.
"Ungh" She grunted again.