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The smell of coffee drifted through the house the next morning. Mark dragged himself off the couch, his back sore, his eyes heavy from a night without sleep. When he walked into the kitchen, his stomach turned.
Rachel stood barefoot at the stove humming softly, hair tied up, body wrapped in her robe. The table was set with two mugs, two plates of eggs, toast, and bacon. She slid a plate in front of David, smiling as if he were the only man in the world.
“Eat while it’s hot,” she said brightly, brushing her hand across his shoulder.
Mark waited, but she never set a plate for him. He was invisible.
David ate with calm satisfaction, sipping his coffee, his hand resting casually on Rachel’s thigh when she sat beside him. They laughed together, low and intimate, like a couple who had been doing this for years. Mark’s chest ached with fury and emptiness.
When breakfast was done, David leaned back on the couch with his legs spread wide, sipping the last of his coffee. Rachel knelt between them without hesitation, undoing his pants, her eyes shining as she freed him.
She licked him slowly from base to tip, moaning softly, then took him into her mouth. David groaned, one hand sinking into her hair. “That’s it. You know what I like.”
Rachel looked up at him, cheeks hollowing, spit glistening at the corners of her mouth.
Suddenly David’s palm cracked across her face. Rachel gasped around him, her eyes watering, and moaned even louder.
“Fuck,” David growled, pulling her head down onto him. “You love that, don’t you?”
Rachel moaned a muffled yes, her body trembling as he thrust into her throat. Tears streamed down her cheeks as he used her, holding her by the hair, pulling her down again and again.
Mark sat stiff on the armchair, his stomach knotted, his hands shaking.
“You’re mine, Rachel,” David grunted, driving harder. “This throat belongs to me.”
She choked, gagging, but pushed her face closer to him, desperate to please. Her nails dug into his thighs as she struggled and moaned.
“I’m about to cum,” David growled. “Don’t spill a drop. I want it all swallowed.”
Rachel moaned in bliss, nodding faintly as much as she could with her throat full of him. He groaned and held her down as he exploded, pumping load after load into her throat. Rachel choked and gurgled, tears streaking her face, but she swallowed it all, fighting to take every drop.
Finally he released her. Rachel pulled back, coughing, saliva and cum smeared on her lips. She licked it away, smiling through tears, glowing with pride.
David cupped her face, his voice softer now. “That’s my girl. I’m proud of you.”
Rachel’s face lit up, her whole body glowing at the words. “I love being yours.”
Mark’s heart cracked as he watched his wife beam at another man’s approval.
David zipped his pants slowly, standing tall over them both. “You know, Rachel… I’d like to take you to my place for a weekend. Get away from everything. Just us. My vacation home by the lake.”
Rachel’s eyes widened, her smile blooming. “That sounds amazing. I’d love that.”
She kissed him deeply, her face still wet, her voice eager. “Tell me when. I’ll be ready.”
David smirked, kissed her again, and left with the calm stride of a man who knew exactly what he owned.
Rachel stood in the doorway watching him go, her smile soft and dreamy, while Mark sat broken in silence.