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 Matt opened his eyes.  The sun was shinning through the window.  He thought
a noise awoke him and looked over where Darla slept and saw and empty bed.
He raised his head up off the pillow looked toward the bathroom.  He saw
her sitting on the toilet.

   Matt had to pee himself and slowly got up feeling his head throbbing as
he walked into the bathroom.  Darla was just standing up and reached out
and put her arms around her husband.  They kissed as she hung on him in a
limp fashion.

   "Good morning sleepy head."

   Matt just held her tight and looked into her eyes.  They both had
hangovers.  Darla washed her hands while Matt peed.  She wiped her face
with her wet hands as she leaned over the sink.

   "What time did Rex leave last night?"

   Mat shook his head.  "I really can't remember."

   Darla wiped her hands and rubbed her pussy.  "God, I'm so fucking sore
right now."



   Matt didn't say anything as he finished his business in front of the
toilet and washed his hands.  Darla was still trying to examine her pussy
in the mirror.

   "I can't remember a thing from last night."

   "You got really drunk."

   Darla tried to laugh as she put her hand on top of her head.  "I feel
like I got run over by a truck."

   "You sure got fucked by one last night."

   Darla hobbled back into the bedroom and threw herself down onto the bed
face first.  Matt followed and slapped her little bare bottom as he joined
her on the bed lying on his stomach.

   Darla turned and starred at her husband as she pulled the pillow up
under her chin.  Matt seriously looked into her eyes.

   "I don't think I want Rex coming around here anymore."

   Darla raised her chin up off the pillow with a look of concern and shock
on her face.

   "What's wrong Honey?"

   "It's what happened last night I didn't like."

   Darla reached out and began stroking the back of Matt's neck as she
replied.  "I don't even remember a think that happened last night."

   "It was the way Rex treated you last night!  He was slapping your ass
and just about ordering you to suck his cock and stuff.  I just didn't like
it!"

   Darla sighed as she pushed her face down into the pillow.  Matt raised
his head up and wondered what was going on.

   "What's the matter Darla?  Are you surprised to learn how humiliating
Rex was treating you last night?"

   Darla answered Matt back with a muffled voice as she kept her face down
into the pillow saying.  "No."

   Matt was confused.  He rose up crossing his arms under his chest and
looked over at Darla who still had her face hidden and said.

   "I don't understand.  You must remember something that happened last
night."

   Darla raised her head and starred over at Matt for a second.  She moved
up on her side putting her elbow into the mattress to prop up her head.

   "Rex and I had a long talk yesterday.  We talked about some of the
things that aroused you at first."

   Matt got a little more comfortable on the bed as he listened.

   "Rex told me he was going to start calling you cuck from now on.  He
thought maybe it would excite you and help enhance your experience while
you watched us together."

   "He called me cuck a few times last night too."

   "Don't blame Rex, Honey.  I told him you might get a thrill out of it.
He was just playing."

   "It didn't sound like he was playing around to me!"

   "Did he order you around last night and make you lick my pussy?"

   Matt just shook his head than replied a few seconds later.  "What does
that have to do with slapping your ass and pulling you around like a common
street tramp?"

   Darla hesitated while she thought how to answer Matt's question.

   "You can blame that on me too."

   "What the hell are you talking about Darla?"

   "Rex and I talked pretty deep yesterday afternoon.  He somehow managed
to make him tell him about all of my fantasies too."

   Matt started to laugh.  "You got to be kidding me?  You told Rex you
wanted to be treated like that?"

   "Rex already sensed that I had a submissive side.  He just wanted to
bring it out in me is all?  He didn't do anything I didn't ask for last
night."

   Matt just grinned and starred at her than asked.  "What about calling
you a bitch?"

   "It's all about role playing Darling.  Those are things that arouse me
just like it arouses you to watch me with another man."

   Matt rolled over onto his back as he laughed and rubbed his eyes.

   "What's so funny?"

   Matt opened his eyes and looked over at Darla and said.  "I would have
never believed that you liked that kind of shit!"

   Darla crawled over and grabbed Matt's waist making him laugh as she
tickled him.

   "What do you think is so funny, mister?"

   "You're cracking me up!"

   Darla tickled Matt more making him laugh even louder.

   "Stop it....Your going to make me pee on the bed."

   "Tell me you're sorry."

   "Sorry for what?"

   "Tell me you're sorry for laughing at what I said about my fantasy."

   Darla kept tickling Matt until he finally gave in.  OK....Alright
already!"

   Matt grabbed hold of Darla and pulled him on top of his chest giving her
a passionate open mouth kiss.  The next thin he knew she was sitting up and
positioning herself above his legs and guided his cock between her sore
pussy lips.

   "I thought you said your pussy was sore?"

   Darla began rotating her hips above his legs as she starred down and
replied.

   "Just fuck me and shut up."

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