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Straight Female / 64
My Husband Came To My Rescue, That Sealed It Once And For All
Right out of college I worked for a company in the supply business. We had a regular number of clients come thru. I worked for a guy from New York who was truly a jerk and asshole. One day he 'grabbed me by the ass', meaning he grabbed me from behind when I bent over to look at some papers on a coworkers desk.
I screamed and as I turned around I saw him take a dive straight into the carpet, and a guy from down stairs was over him and told him if he moved he was going to kill him. You just don't do that to a Texas girl, no sir, Texas girls belong to Texas boys and that Texas boy sure showed him what happened when he touched a Texas girl. Of course nothing is free and from that moment forward I belonged to that Texas boy.
It took forever for him to perfect his rights, months. He felt I had been insulted and I had to be taken care of really carefully, when all I wanted was for him to do the deed and knock me up or something. I hung from his neck, and sat beside him. I looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. I admired his manly feature. I told him I got wet just being with him. Nothing. Not until he decided it was time.
You always think you are the same size as others, at least in your mind. But the truth is that I am a little thing, compared to that boy. When he decided it was time, he picked me up over his shoulder and took me upstairs with him. All I could do was wave to my friends, it was time.
He took my clothes off real careful. One piece at a time. When it came time for my pants he had to pull hard because then we wore tight jeans in Texas. I felt like helping him, but he was the man, it was his job to do. My panties came off easier and I let open my legs to see what there was to see. I asked him if he liked pussy, because I really wanted him to like my pussy. All I got was frown.
His dick was 'nice'. He had a regularly nice circumcision like my brothers, and when it got hard it was like a long straight pencil. I put my hand around it, and pulled it up to my mouth. He let me savor him like a lollypop before he got down to business. He wanted pussy that night, and I was on the other side wanting him to get going, I wanted dick real bad. The whole thing lasted a short while, in and out a couple of times, then he slammed me into the sheets before dropping his load in me. I had to wait half an hour for him to really get me going, I did have an orgasm from him licking around, and I got that feeling of being on the receiving end of a man taking care of business.
We were effectively engaged. I walked downstairs and told everyone I was getting married. It wasn't long either, we were married with all the trimmings, Maid of Honor and six Cowgirls as brides maids. He had his brother step in as Best Man and his friends from college stood with him. The Preacher was my childhood Bible school teacher and he was happy to see me married.
In those days the first thing you did was bring home a baby, so I set out to do my duty. And that New York jerk that my husband put down that day, well we heard that he got in trouble and some guy kicked him in the nuts so hard he lost one. The person who told me is one that really knows things, so I don't doubt her story. One thing is for sure, he left Texas soon after his showdown with my husband, he was 'nobody' after having his face rubbed into the carpet.
I screamed and as I turned around I saw him take a dive straight into the carpet, and a guy from down stairs was over him and told him if he moved he was going to kill him. You just don't do that to a Texas girl, no sir, Texas girls belong to Texas boys and that Texas boy sure showed him what happened when he touched a Texas girl. Of course nothing is free and from that moment forward I belonged to that Texas boy.
It took forever for him to perfect his rights, months. He felt I had been insulted and I had to be taken care of really carefully, when all I wanted was for him to do the deed and knock me up or something. I hung from his neck, and sat beside him. I looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. I admired his manly feature. I told him I got wet just being with him. Nothing. Not until he decided it was time.
You always think you are the same size as others, at least in your mind. But the truth is that I am a little thing, compared to that boy. When he decided it was time, he picked me up over his shoulder and took me upstairs with him. All I could do was wave to my friends, it was time.
He took my clothes off real careful. One piece at a time. When it came time for my pants he had to pull hard because then we wore tight jeans in Texas. I felt like helping him, but he was the man, it was his job to do. My panties came off easier and I let open my legs to see what there was to see. I asked him if he liked pussy, because I really wanted him to like my pussy. All I got was frown.
His dick was 'nice'. He had a regularly nice circumcision like my brothers, and when it got hard it was like a long straight pencil. I put my hand around it, and pulled it up to my mouth. He let me savor him like a lollypop before he got down to business. He wanted pussy that night, and I was on the other side wanting him to get going, I wanted dick real bad. The whole thing lasted a short while, in and out a couple of times, then he slammed me into the sheets before dropping his load in me. I had to wait half an hour for him to really get me going, I did have an orgasm from him licking around, and I got that feeling of being on the receiving end of a man taking care of business.
We were effectively engaged. I walked downstairs and told everyone I was getting married. It wasn't long either, we were married with all the trimmings, Maid of Honor and six Cowgirls as brides maids. He had his brother step in as Best Man and his friends from college stood with him. The Preacher was my childhood Bible school teacher and he was happy to see me married.
In those days the first thing you did was bring home a baby, so I set out to do my duty. And that New York jerk that my husband put down that day, well we heard that he got in trouble and some guy kicked him in the nuts so hard he lost one. The person who told me is one that really knows things, so I don't doubt her story. One thing is for sure, he left Texas soon after his showdown with my husband, he was 'nobody' after having his face rubbed into the carpet.
